I attended a Beth Moore Living Proof Live event in Hershey last weekend. It was a time of life-changing bible teaching along with extraordinary worship by Travis Cottrell. These events are held all over the country, but this time it was extra fun being in Hershey, the land of all things chocolate. Chocolate and God, what more could I want?
I spent not only one day, but a bonus afternoon and evening on my own in town. Alone. It took a little while to get used to the idea. I’ve always attended these types of events in a group setting but this time I was flying solo.
The event ended on Saturday afternoon, and it was time for a lunch date. With God.
Hmm, where would God take me?
None other than the Hotel Hershey, of course.
I secretly wondered if I’d find an extra $20 floating around, just for fun. I figured God was paying for lunch, right? Spotting the signs for the hotel entrance, I turned left into the driveway. Perfectly manicured trees surrounded by precision-lined tulips in bright colors served as royal subjects for the magnificent hotel at the top of the hill. I parked my car and a light breeze accompanied my walk up the steep sidewalk towards the entrance of the grand lobby. Giddy with excitement, I practically skipped to the concierge desk to request a lunch reservation for two—ahem—one. One human reservation. Indulgence awaited. Looking around, it was evident to me that God knows how to have a lunch date in style.
I made our reservation for 30 minutes later, which gave us time to browse the picturesque fountain lobby and first-floor shops.
This was near the window of the first gift shop we passed:
“God, you have a great sense of humor to go along with that sense of style.”
“I know, Lisa. I know.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot. You know everything, don’t You?”
God and I then stopped in the coffee shop—an unspoken assumption. He arranged for today’s flavor of the day: chocolate. We found a little table in the café and sipped, enjoying the coffee and company.
It was time for lunch so we headed through the lobby to the back of the hotel. We had to walk out of the building down a path to another building where the restaurant was located. Once we opened the back door of the hotel, my eyes feasted on a sea of tulips in pinks, purples and yellows. It was gorgeous and I couldn’t stop staring. Stunning both individually and in bunches.
“Yup, I made the tulips for you to enjoy, Lisa. Pretty, huh? Just like you.”
We entered the brick building of the restaurant. The Harvest Restaurant.
“Nice name, God. Your idea?”
“Yes, I’m sure it was. You are part of my harvest, Lisa.”
In front of the hostess’ podium was a table with a large bowl full of miniature chocolates. Like a little child, I grinned, grabbed a handful, and immediately unwrapped one to enjoy.
The hostess asked my name for the reservation. Pausing so I could finish chewing my chocolate, I gave her my name and mentioned I was enjoying my pre-lunch appetizer. She smiled warmly, and handed a menu to the waitress who brought me—ahem, us—to our table for lunch.
“Guess you don’t need a menu, God.”
“Will you please stand by the window so I can take a picture?”
God posed for me. Can you see Him?
I looked over the menu. Oooh, I couldn’t wait. What to order? In my next blog, we’ll talk about the food. Yum.
Where would God take you for your lunch date?