through the glass

I was meeting my daughter the other day at the resteraunt she works. We sat in the car catching up on the days events before going in, when I noticed one of the doctors I work with going in to get something to eat. He had obviously placed a to go order then was coming out the door. Unfortunately the door he chose was one that was locked. I watched as he struggled to get out the door, laughing so hard it brought tears to my face. I'm not sure why I found that so hilarious knowing the embarrassment because I have done the same thing myself. Nevertheless I found myself sitting there laughing with tears streaming down my face as he shrugs his shoulder and goes through the unlocked door.  I relayed the story to my friend and coworker the next day and she said oh Linda you are so bad, why didn't you go and open the door? I replied, first of all I couldn't have pulled myself off the floor fast enough, then I was blinded by tears so bad I could have never helped him. She said God must be so proud of you. I thought you know he's probably sitting on his throne, surrounded by angels and mighty people of the years gone by, shaking his head and proclaiming throughout Heaven; this girl, she's not there yet, she still has a LOT of work to do. Most days she ain't even close. (because I'm sure God uses slang) My response thats right, I have a lot of work to do....just not there yet!