I had been wanting steak and was not keen on going into a restaurant and ordering a steak on my own. It is not that I have a problem eating on my own, but a steak dinner is not the kind of thing that one indulges in by oneself. Also, steak dinners are pricey.
For various reasons, I decided a few days before it occurred to attend a Conference hosted by my Department.
At the close of the Conference one of the Profs invited me to a small dinner that the department was hosting for two of the eminent persons who had presented. I, of course, accepted the invitation.
The dinner was held at an elegant restaurant.
I marveled that I had been given the opportunity to dine with such an esteemed group. I was the only student present.
Because I was marveling at my good fortune at being included, the fact that I might be able to finally have a steak did not register. The steaks being ordered by others sounded good, but there was also a very inviting Fish of the Day on the menu.
I asked the waiter for his recommendation. He informed me that the fish was excellent, and that the steak was recognized as the second best in the entire country. “It depends on what you have been wanting to eat. Maybe you just had steak or fish, then I would order the other.”
At these words, I knew why I found myself sharing in this dinner. The Lord was giving me steak, that I would not have to eat alone, or worry about paying for.
I returned the menu to the waiter, and ordered my steak, in that elegant restaurant, among those esteemed personages.
As promised, the steak was outstanding.
Dessert, my favorite part of a meal, followed. I had the strawberries and cream baked cheesecake. It, too, was perfect.
When I was driving away from the dinner, I laughed out loud, giddy over the extravagance of the the Lord’s grace towards me.
Then, getting close to home, I saw a text on my phone reminding me that traffic might be dense in the city because the Cape Town Jazzfest was underway and a free concert was taking place on Greenmarket Square. En Vogue was performing at the free concert.
The previous year it took hours for the headline act to come to the stage, and I actually left the concert before they did. This year, I thought, still buzzing with joy as I drove into the city, it was late enough that if I went by the concert I might be just in time to catch En Vogue. I went, and I was right.
I sang and danced under the velvety night sky soaking in the jazz-infused vibe of Greenmarket Square.
It was a night of utter wonderfulness.
The Lord told David the King, that though he had given David everything imaginable, including the kingdom, “if that had been too little, I would have given you even more!” (2 Sam. 12:7-8)
Let me affirm for you the truth of this statement. God has given me Cape Town. And keeps giving me even more.
P.S. This happened right around my birthday. The Lord remembers.