Convicted

So I had to run to the grocery store to pick up one thing...soda for work. I wanted to go in, and get right back out. Mistake numero uno. I was rushing myself for no apparent reason.

As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed it was rather full...it seemed that EVERYONE had to do their grocery shopping at 6pm on a Sunday night. (all I needed, was soda for work)

I drove down one isle...then a second, and I knew that I couldn't be picky with a spot. Normally, I would choose one right next to a shopping cart return...less walking!

Lo and behold, I see reverse lights coming from a car...so I waited. Patiently. A car pulled up behind me, and then I saw lights in front of me. As the car began to back out of it's spot I realized that I needed to give him (or her) some more room, so I backed up. As the "departing" car maneuvered around me I kept an eye on the other set of headlights that were in front of me. "There is no way humanly possible that they will whip into that spot." I thought. ...And wouldn't you know it. So I did what any other red-blooded American who was already impatient would do. Pulled up behind that car...and laid on the horn. I was LIVID!

After the scene that turned everyone in the parking lots heads, I found a spot in the next isle, stormed out of my car, mumbling some not so very nice words under my breath, and then noticed something that caused me to reach a deep conviction. My bright blue "Yuba City Church of the Nazarene" shirt that was on my back. I quickly zipped up my jacket and said a prayer. What was that all about anyway? And I'm not even going to use the "it's just that time of year" excuse. This shouldn't be the time of year that frustrations run wild...or that anger flares up. It should be the time of year that we reflect...and celebrate...and humble ourselves. This evening was a brutally embarrassing reminder to me.

...I left the grocery store laughing as I began to sing Blake Shelton's "Some Beach!" And now...I'm sitting on the couch with a fire going (after spending about a half hour figuring that out as well as burning two trays of cookies!), next to my little man, with "Get Smart" on the tube. We spent part of our afternoon entertaining a stray kitten, who we would have kept had she not been a "she." Here's a picture of the cute little thing...

...now, I'm going to pop some popcorn and enjoy the movie. (AND the fire!)