CUPCAKES!

So today me and Alicia went to Rotolo's tonight for dinner, a great little pizza place down the block. I was diggin the vibe; it was kinda dark, but not creepily so...music playin, but not too loud, had beer on tap so it brought in enough characters but also nice enough to bring your family (if your standards for a "family joint" are similar to my families).

Well Alicia's work had a ton of left over cupcakes so we brought them to Rotolo's to give to the workers. (really, it was a favor for us because if they wouldnt take them then lord knows we'd eat all of them ourselves!) But when we called one of the workers over to explain the huge box we carried in, she seemed so confused.
"wait, these are for us?"
yes!
"All of them?"
(no, just a half of one....YES all of them!)

We walked to our table and watched her hesitantly take the box to the bar, she seemed to whisper to the workers what had went down, there was stares and pointing towards us.
But despite their reluctance (I dunno, maybe they thought we poisoned em) each worker had snagged as many cupcakes as they could hold.
Their initial hesitancy had made us feel weird for having gifted them.
I sat and thought about that for a minute.
Isn't it sad that its so weird and rare to have someone do something kind?
NO...we don't want anything of you (I mean we wouldn't hate it if you gave us calzones for free) but we were just trying to be nice.
As the minutes past I grew more and more annoyed by this.
why is it so weird to recieve gifts, random acts of kindness, favors?!?
If we can't receive cupcakes with open arms how could we possibly receive divine gifts like grace and love.

I believe it takes practice...I bet if we brought cupcakes to Rotolo's more often, they would find it easier and easier to recieve them. Less reluctance, less questioning, less pointing and staring. I believe it's the same with God, I've never been more convicted or convinced of this.
I feel as though I got a TINY glimpse of what God must feel when trying to gift us...whether with a person He knows we need for a certain season, or the material resources we lack, or the affirmation and worth we so desire. I can hear him yelling, "ITS A FREAKING CUPCAKE...just take it!"
I plan on practicing the gifts of giving and receiving while I roam the country. Hell, if God's handin out cupcakes, I wanna be there!