The Devil and Costco

I almost lost my religion.

With a very short list of necessities (milk, bread, pork ribs, and crab dip) I ventured through the chaos of the huge store. I knew when I couldn’t find a parking spot it would be bad. But this crowd was worse than the threat of a hurricane and Christmas Eve combined.

 People were meandering everywhere I turned!

It seemed that no matter which way I maneuvered my giant buggy, there was someone stopped sampling store specials or visiting with a friend oblivious to the position of the cart—right in the middle of the aisle blocking all traffic. Other people were walking in a Costco daze very similar to a driver holding up a line of cars in the left lane. A pet peeve learned by osmosis after twenty years of marriage.

I desperately tried to maintain my Christian composure. But I’m afraid my attempt at a smile probably looked more like the look my kids get when they are in trouble.

“Don’t these people have anything else to do? Do they think this is Six Flags?!”

I knew it was Saturday. I knew it was the first of the month, but really, this just seemed over the top ridiculous. I paid, and got out of that store as fast as I could frustrated and fleshy. There was little light shining from this child of God.

Jesus was led by the Spirit out into a silent desert for forty days and forty nights. I was led into Costco on the Saturday before the Super Bowl. Jesus passed His testing with flying colors. I failed miserably.

After I had time to slow down and cool off the Lord gently asked me, “Why were you in such a hurry?”

I really didn’t have an answer. I had no specific schedule, no obligations or list of chores. I went home, put my purchases away, and sat down to watch whatever was on TV. I rarely do this. I usually have a lot to do, but on this day I didn’t.

“Why were you in such a hurry?” the Lord whispered a second time.

“I don’t know” I confessed.

His gentle rebuke didn’t sting; it just brought me back into His reality out of mine.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Gal. 5:22,23).

I desperately desire more fruit and less flesh. More of Him and less of me.

(And a spiritual covering against the demon of self when I walk through the doors of Costco.)

“Redeem it Lord!”

“I already have.”

Much Grace and Peace my friends!

Andy Lee is a wife, mother of three, author, speaker, and blogger. She inspires her readers to step out into their call whether to a neighbor or nation to find purpose and joy using the gifts God has given them. She lives on the North Carolina Coast with her favorite people in the whole word, her family. She loves chocolate, geraniums, coffee, and Jesus.

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