My family just came back from an incredible vacation in Manhattan. Every trip there seems to end on a high note, but this one was even more special.
If you are a foodie, you know about Dominique Ansel Bakery and the infamous CRONUTS. They are so famous, that you have to line up at 7am to (hopefully) get to take one or two home for your family to share. However, last time we were in the city we learned about their online ordering program.
Two weeks in advance, we placed our order. My sisters and dad went to pick up the cronuts at our scheduled time, and they were enjoying them when another tourist comes up and asks how they were so lucky as to find cronuts at 1pm.
They told him about the cronut online ordering, and his family eyed the delicacies longingly, until my dad suggested that they give one of ours to their family to split. Now, my sister had randomly ordered 2 extra (I can’t eat them-gluten allergy) so this seemed like a reasonable suggestion. By the time my mom and I got to Dominique Ansel, they were placing a cronut onto the table for the family of TEN to share.
You would have thought we had given them a million dollars. They were gushing and carrying on about how kind we were…so much so that when we gave them a second cronut, I thought the matriarch was going to cry.
“May God bless you all. Thank you for your generosity!” She exclaimed her appreciation throughout the entire restaurant. With just two dang cronuts we had apparently made their entire vacation. Two little cronuts is all it took to show Jesus to someone.
How simple is that? We weren’t doing it to spread the gospel. We weren’t doing it to get praise and attention. Instead, we were just really full and had some to share.
But here’s the best part.
After the family left, and we giggled at their over-reaction. The matriarch comes running back, asks us our family’s last name, and said that her family would now make it a tradition to go to Dominique Ansel and give extra cronuts out to other visitors. Every single year they go.
Who knows how many families will be impacted by this simple act. The giving of a precious cronut, is the bestowing of a little Christmas miracle. (Not over-exaggerating, these things are so hard to get).
I started thinking about how often we choose NOT to do something so simple for others. I usually talk myself out of it because I feel like it’s not enough. “Oh we can’t just give them one, there’s not enough to share” But that’s not the point. The blessing is in the act itself. No matter how small. No matter how simple. It’s a little tiny miracle to just give.