If you’ve ever been to a Chick-Fil-A you may have noticed that everyone working there says “my pleasure” as a reply whenever anyone says thank you for something. I’ve had some fun and interesting experiences surrounding this phrase at Chick-Fil-A, one of which I wanted to share with you.
I pulled up to the drive thru ordering speaker and placed my order with what I will describe as a grouchy, grouchy, did I mention…grouchy girl. When I finished my order and she gave me my total, I said thank you to which I got the standard response…my pleasure..EXCEPT…it was said in the grouchiest least pleasing tone of voice. I thought to myself…you can’t just say my pleasure with that tone because it totally negates the words themselves. I know she didn’t mean what she said just by how she said it. Sure she’s done her duty by still saying it but that wasn’t enough. That’s not the intent of those words, just to become some duty accomplished with no care or concern on how it’s expressed.
The girl I experienced at the pick up window was a different girl than who took my order and when she handed me my food and I said thanks, she said with full grin and pleasant tone “my pleasure.” And, I believed it was.
This experience made me think of our relationships with the Lord and how they might be inauthentic at times, how we’re at danger of getting so in a routine with something, that it becomes a duty accomplished rather than a genuine moment. That could be with prayer, with worship, with Church attendance, Bible reading, with serving etc. I wonder if the Lord thinks the same thing I thought of the girl who took my order…you can’t just do all of these things with no care or concern on how you’re doing it and what you’re expressing through them.
I pray with my kids every morning and as I turned some prayer time over to them I began to realize as they began to pray each time that they both would say “Lord, thank you for this day” and then would go on with things to pray about that were on their hearts. So, I figured out that, that’s how I start each of my morning prayers and didn’t even realize it. But then, they got so used to praying those words that they started leaving the thank you out without even realizing it “Lord, for this day.” After a few times I caught it and pointed out that they were leaving the thank you out, they didn’t even realize it because at that point this prayer was a routine that was a duty and had lost the intent of what those words meant…just a tragic mundane “my pleasure” moment if you will.
I’m sure we’re not alone in this struggle, so I’d love to encourage you to recognize areas that you might just be going through the motions and make some changes. Let’s strive to be as sincere and authentic as the girl at the pick up window in everything that we do and say.
Thanks so much for allowing me to share, it’s been my pleasure!! 🙂