I had some very minor surgery yesterday. The doc removed a small irregular mole on my leg (a 2mm core) to send out to the lab for a biopsy. It’s probably nothing, but just to be safe and sure. Funny thing, just last Friday, I was reading from second Corinthians, where Paul talks about how the old things have gone and the new has come. I kind of sense God’s hand in trying to get me to reorient my life around His concerns, the more significant things of this life. Casting off old habits, impatience and such.
So, sort of thinking about this in the back of my head, I stopped by Ranch 99 to pick up a bag of rice after my doctor’s appointment. I’m in line, standing there with the 20 pound bag of rice in my cart, and the lady behind me puts her stuff on the conveyor belt. Of course, that stuff goes to the front, and the cashier mistakenly scans her first item.
“No no, I’ve only got this bag of rice,” I inform him.
“Yes, those things are mine, not his,” continues the lady behind me.
The cashier pauses for a split second, then says “Well, let me just ring her things up first.”
I’m totally bewildered. Is this really happening? Don’t you just have to void out that one item and then do my one bag of $8.88 rice? This is so odd! What in the world?!?
“Are you kidding me?” I stammer, not even realizing I just said that out loud.
The cashier mumbles something, and continues on. In reality, this only delayed me about two minutes, but in that moment, I realized I’m still in impatient being. Still trying to figure out how to let insignificant obstacles pass me by and not alter my whole day. Even though I think the old has gone, it’s still there. Just another reminder to me that every moment can be a teachable one.
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