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Blessings of Eid and Eidiyya

(*Note for non-Muslim, non-Kuwaitis – Eidiyya is money given for Eid, mostly to young children, but I have a few grown up women friends who tell me their Daddy still gives them money for Eid, the big holiday at the end of Ramadan.)

We had a yen for French food last night, and were at the restaurant, finishing up a fairly mediocre meal. We were enjoying watching all the couples and families, all dressed in Eid finery. Many of the women literally sparkled – gold threads woven into scarf or hijab, clothing beaded or glittering. . . we were like plain little quail, surrounded by swans, but that was fine with us, kept us below the radar as we ate our dinner.

As we came in, we had been warned that the credit card machines were not working, but that wasn’t a problem for us, we tend to carry cash, just keeps things simpler.

So we are waiting for our change, when a very good looking family comes in and sits at a table near us. The husband and wife are dressed beautifully, not glam, but well tailored, well fitted, expensive clothing, and they have five beautiful children with them, youngest maybe 10, up to maybe college age. As they are about to order, the waiter reminds them that the charge machines are out of order and the restaurant will accept only cash tonight.

The distinguished looking man sits in a stunned and embarrassed silence. The faces of his family are all turned to him as sunflowers to the sun, waiting. Then his wife says “Don’t worry, I have 10KD here, you can have it.” (10KD would not have taken care of this family!) The oldest girl jumps in: “Dad, I have my Eidiyya with me! You can have it!” and each of the children start digging in their pockets and purses for money to help their Dad out.

Our change came back and we were leaving. I don’t know if they stayed, if the Dad accepted any of the money as a loan, but my own heart was warmed – as I am betting his was – that his family would jump to help him out, so that he would not be embarrassed and so that the family could have the meal they planned. How proud he must be of his beautiful family, and their beautiful hearts. How blessed he must feel!

I have seen in my own life how God can take the most awful circumstances, even trivial events, and use them for great good. We’re all cash-strapped now and then, but God used this embarrassment to demonstrate to this man where his greatest blessings abide – in his own home.

October 14, 2007 - Posted by | Community, Cross Cultural, Customer Service, Eating Out, Eid, Entertainment, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Financial Issues, Holiday, Kuwait, Locard Exchange Principal, Relationships

6 Comments »

  1. eid mubarak

    Comment by mahmudul | October 14, 2007 | Reply

  2. LOL @ the “sparkling” – some people over do it 🙂 – I do not like carrying cash with me – I always get the urge to spend it bas not all places got the KNET point of sale , that’s embarrasing :$

    Comment by chikapappi | October 14, 2007 | Reply

  3. what a sweet family! And what good parents they must be, to have raised such unspoiled children!

    Comment by adiamondinsunlight | October 14, 2007 | Reply

  4. Thank you, Mahmudul/James Bond. It looks like you are a very new blogger!

    Chikki – The women looked maaaahhhhhhvelous, Dahling!

    Little Diamond – you totally got it. My heart was full of joy for this family.

    Comment by intlxpatr | October 14, 2007 | Reply

  5. Ow, what an embarrassing situation! Poor man.
    Good thing he’s fortunate with his sweet family.

    Comment by MacaholiQ8 | October 14, 2007 | Reply

  6. He was embarrassed, but imagine how he felt when every member of his family started digging immediately to help him out. What parent could be more proud than to know his children were so unselfish?

    Comment by intlxpatr | October 15, 2007 | Reply


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