... in a tea-room
It was a typical English late-spring day. Many of us had seized upon the early morning sunshine as a promising sign of summer but now it was raining heavily.
I was sitting in the crowded tea-room of a stately home as the windows misted up. There were a couple of coach parties seeking refuge and some young toddlers beginning to get fractious in their buggies.
I could sense the general mood in the room starting to deteriorate towards despondency when God intervened for me with typical humour.
I spotted a very smiley lady across the room; she was helping her disabled husband towards a seat which she must have requested earlier and she just looked happy. In front of her, on the table, a card read:
Reserved for Joy.
I returned to the rain, thanking God for the reminder!