"Casting all your care upon him; for he
careth for you." - (1 Peter 5:7 KJV)
Happy Terrific Tuesday!!!
Ah, the little things. Yes, I named this post
correctly because the little things can be overlooked or they can be blown out
of proportion. You're probably wondering why I'm discussing this. And you can
believe there's a reason behind this post. Last week, I encountered a situation
at the grocery store while shopping for daily items I need to survive for the
week. I was extremely exhausted and I was having a bad day, a really bad
day.
I know everyone can relate to this: who doesn't
have a bad day?
After contemplating over my issues, I decided to
put them behind me once I headed out my apartment and I went about my business to
run errands. I walked to the grocery store, picking up a couple of items, so I
can hurry up and return to my home because I wanted to rest. I was listening to spiritual music to lift
up my soul and it was helping me to think positive in spite of how I was
feeling that particular day.
I strolled to register 11 and I stopped to wait
in line. At first, I thought I was hallucinating when the cashier was
explaining to the older man about having too many items. The line was 12 items
or less. The man's walk wasn't usual; he had a problem with his legs. He pushed
the large cart where a few customers and I were still standing in. I felt sorry for him. She didn't have to make him leave. So, I tried my best to brush it
off and continued listening to my favorite songs. By the time it was my turn,
the Lord allowed me to discern the cashier's spirit. On the surface, it seemed
like she was having a bad day, but after analyzing the situation, I saw that
she has a bad attitude.
There were three women behind me, an older woman
who was in front of me, and another older woman who was facing me while she was
packing her objects in the shopping bags. The cashier asked me curtly, "How
many items do you have?"
And right there, I didn't appreciate her
condescending tone. The woman before me watched me, and she wanted to see if I
was going to make a scene. I didn't. I remained quiet because I wanted to go
home. I humored the cashier with counting the items, but it happened so fast, I
didn't really sum up the total until after I left the store, the line was
getting longer and I didn't want the customers to grow impatient.
I sensed I was slightly over the limit in items.
I looked underneath the cashier's station to find a basket, but none were
available, one of the workers had already picked up the baskets. The third
woman, in line, saw that I was looking for a basket and she walked over to the
next lane to pick one up. By the time I tried to grab it—it was too late. The
cashier was already ringing up my things while shaking her head. That's when I
felt my anger rising and I knew the Lord was helping me to stay calm despite of being tempted to say something. I'm
learning to never act like a fool with a fool. I'm sorry if I’m sounding blunt,
but if you can relate to this, you know exactly what I mean.
And here's when my anger rose to another level,
her response was asinine and condescending, "Next time have twelve items
or less." I ignored her comment and handed her my money. After she gave me
my change, she had the audacity to not place my food in the shopping bags!
Nonetheless, I quickly watched her placing the next customer's three items in
the bag.
So, I walked down to the end of the booth where the other
shopping bags were located and I bagged them myself. The older woman, about my
mother's age, who was standing beside me, marched over to see what the cashier
was doing. She made a face and shook her head, and she started laughing when I
caught her response because I was also laughing. We recognized what was wrong
with the scenario, and I'm pretty sure the other women noticed it, too.
The cashier finally picked up what we were
laughing about, and now all-of-a-sudden she wants to help me. She angrily
questioned me. "You got it?"
I was so furious I couldn't respond. I took the
items from her hand because I was already finished with packing my things. I
shook my head and walked away. I caught up with the woman and we started
talking. I immediately asked her, "Did you see that?"
She was laughing in disbelief, shaking her again.
"Yes, I did. I can't believe she was making a big deal about your items. It's not
like you had a lot of things. It's just stuff."
Bingo. It's just stuff. They don't live
and breathe like we do. We are the ones who matter, and don't me wrong, it's nice
to have things , but material things really don't matter.
It can't save you from death, illnesses, untimely accidents, or losing your job
or home.
After the woman and I laughed, we said our goodbyes
and tended to our own affairs. While I was walking home, I was hurt emotionally
because I didn’t like the cashier's approach in the situation, and I
definitely didn’t appreciate how she was trying to make an example out of me,
about going over the recommended number for the express lane.
It's not a good feeling when people try to make
you look bad, and they believe with all their might they’re in the right
because of “technicality,” when their attitudes display how they handled
the situation poorly. It's important to remember that how we set up the atmosphere
with our presence does affect those around us.
And in that moment, before I left the store, I
wanted to turn around with the bags in my hand to report her. But the Lord
stopped me and He wanted me to have a time-out and recollect my thoughts before
going to the manager about the cashier.
When I arrived at my apartment, I landed the bags
on the counter and I recounted the items. Boy, you would have been laughing if
you saw the look on my face. I couldn't believe the nerve of that woman. Can
you believe I was only five items over??? Oh, the little things.
I prayed to the Lord to help calm me down because
I could literally feel I was going to burst into tears. (I was really having
a bad day!)
I returned to the store and asked for the
manager. Once the manager approached me, I explained the situation to him, and
I stated that even the other customers noticed the cashier was wrong for what
she did to me. And he agreed with me how some people allow the smallest
things tip them over-the-edge.
And that's when I told him how I had an atrocious
year. He gave his deepest apologies and I told him I wouldn't wish it on
anyone, for what happened to me. He explained to me that he would pull her to
the side and talk to her about what happened.
After I had left the store, I felt better for releasing my
feelings about what occurred earlier that day. At this point, I don't know if
the manager talked to the cashier or not. But what I do know is, that whenever
our days start spinning out-of-control, our perspectives get bent out-of-shape
because everything is not going our way.
It's the little things that make us lose
perspective on what's really important. How we adjust our attitudes on small
situations can determine how we handle the big predicaments that head our way.
Here's what putting things in perspective is
like:
Does losing a dollar seem detrimental as
losing your life in a freak-accident?
When red wine is staining your white carpet,
does it seem detrimental as finding out you only have six months to live
because of cancer?
Does having issues with a co-worker seem
detrimental as discovering your loved one won't recover from an illness that
isn't curable because it isn't seen?
Does going over five items at the 12-item express
lane seem detrimental as not finding a job in this tough economy?
If you answered "no" to all these
questions, you're correct. And you want to know why? There are other things in
life that are far more upsetting than material things. Going over the limit
at the express lane isn't as serious as worrying about your next meal. Not
having the latest fashion is not as serious as having a deadly disease. Acting
ballistic about things beyond your control isn't as serious as being paralyzed
for the rest-of-your-life.
Oh, the little things we get upset about doesn't
compare to what others are facing.
And now, I'm going to flip-the-other-side-of-the-coin.
But what I love most about praying to God is,
that He doesn't grumble or hate to see me coming whenever I talk to Him about
what's going on in my life. He doesn't ignore me or treat me like I'm not
important or my feelings don’t count, the way people do.
I love how He sees and knows everything that goes
in our lives, because He knows our stories and He knows how to solve our
problems which appears unsolvable.
You see, beloved, God is concerned with the
intent of our hearts. He's concerned about how we perceive things and how we
respond. He's concerned about how we interact with others whether it’s good or
bad. He's concerned about how others respond to us, too.
He doesn't mind when we're coming to Him in need of
things, just to help us get by in life. He doesn't mind when we're baring our souls
before Him, so He can fix whatever is broken in our lives. He doesn't mind wiping
our tears when others offend us, or when we offend them. He doesn't mind coming
to our rescue and being our Hero.
When someone is being rude to you, for no reason,
cast your cares on Jesus.
When someone is trying to sabotage the God-given
plans in your heart and you want to see them coming into fruition, cast your
cares on Jesus.
When bills aren't being paid on-time, cast your
cares on Jesus.
When you don't have food to eat, cast your cares
on Jesus.
Whenever you're having a bad day, cast your cares
on Jesus.
When your funds are short for the week, cast your
cares on Jesus.
You want to know why I'm saying this, dear heart?
It's because Jesus is Our Mediator between God and us. He was in the flesh,
just like we are right now, and He understands and knows all about our
afflictions and the situations we face. There's nobody like Jesus.
Nobody can love you like Jesus can. Nobody can take care of you like Jesus
can. Nobody can protect you from all hurt, harm, and danger, seen and
unseen, like Jesus can. Nobody can fight your battles like Jesus
can.
And when God steps in and save us from our
troubles, my God, He does it well! He is so awesome and as my sister
said to me on Sunday, "God is swag-nificent!" Yes, He
is. He is altogether lovely. He is our Healer, Deliverer, and Our Best
Friend. He's Sovereign. He reigns forever. Everything else will fall
apart, but God's Word stands forever and He lives forever!
Let's Pray: Father, I come
before You with my broken heart and I'm casting all my cares on You because
Your Word says You care for me. Bless me to
overcome daily battles of dealing with various behaviors wherever I am. Bless
me to rely on you whenever I feel helpless. Lord, my bills are due and I need You
to supply all my needs according to Your Riches in Glory through Jesus Christ.
Bless me to smile in spite of the troubles I'm facing. Soothe my doubts and
calm my fears, Lord, for I don't know what tomorrow brings. Fight my battles for
me, even though it seems like I'm defeated. I need You to move by Your Spirit,
Lord. Move every hindering obstacle out of my way. And assure me that
everything will be all right, because You are on my side. In Jesus' Name, Amen.
If you believe in this prayer, you must know it's
already done, and God will take care of you. Be encouraged and know that Jesus
loves you and I do, too. There's nothing too hard for God and it doesn't matter
if the situation is big or small. God has your back! Until next time, be
blessed.