My childhood family valued promptitude. "Promptness is just good manners!" (Mother)
Thus, promptness has been important to me all my life. I wasn't always tolerant of others' timeliness, rather their lack there of!
As a real stickler for being "on time," it has always seemed polite to honor an appointment or engagement in a timely manner---which for me was usually a little early to said destination. Even if I did not "go in" until the appointed time, I was prompt. Maybe to a fault. I even set kitchen clocks early so we would go out the door with a little "wiggle" room as other family members did not seem to share my obsession with promptitude! (Ecclesiastes 3:1, 1Corinthians 14:40)
But God....recently had me spill my cuppa promp-TEA-tude. And....my daughter was there to point that out! I had an excuse for my 1 minute tardiness, but as in the past, I have not "allowed" for excuses, I was pretty sure I shouldn't even open my mouth to share it.
It appears I needed to add a spoonful of grace to my cuppa promp-TEA-tude, as well as to remember to serve it to others.
