It’s New Year’s Eve. I’m at Wal-Mart picking up a prescription to cure up all of the greenish-yellowish-brownish mucus that is lining my sinus cavities as well as making it’s way down the back of my esophagus. (Yes, I just wrote that.)
I also had to pick up a few other items that we had just used up. Of course, there are like seven registers open with the lines of people filling up the entire walkway. On New Year’s Eve, people? Will you ever open up all of them? For the love.
Grumbling under my breath, I look for a “speedy” checkout. Is there such a thing at Wal-Mart? After fifteen minutes in line, I finally reach the cashier. I smiled and said hello because I’m like that. But, I sure didn’t want to smile or say hello.
Walking to my car, the Spirit brought to mind the following verse: Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe… Philippians 2:14-15
Right. Note taken, God.