walmart insanity

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Tonight, I spoke with my first WalMart manager. In fact, I spoke with my first manager ever (on the customer side, that is). Tonight, I almost smeared blue vest across Wally's yellow smileys. I almost lost it.

You know you're at the end of your rope when a bulldozing punk at WalMart makes you cry (After I got to my car, thank you). Sometimes, you just have to stand up for yourself--whether it creates a fistfight situation or not.

It's official. I'm taking a day off next week.

Sometimes, when I have days like this, I look to my journals to remember how good the Lord has been and how alive He is... even in the face of my anger, the sludge in the world, and the sense of entitlement that hangs in the air.

So, here's November, three years ago:

His is a beauty that messes with me. It's the blues in the sky that breeze a calm I can't reject. It's the rhythm of a song that stirs me up--so my stomach is in my toes and my toes in my stomach. It's so personal sometimes that I wonder if He put calves in a field just so He could tell me about them. It's so original that rhinos have single horns and tree branches rustle in late fall. It's so consuming that without it, I would be hollow.


Lord, show me your beauty again. I want to surrender again.


** Pretty cool--I was thinking about sunsets after posting this and some of the photos I've taken over the years. They've always represented redemption and forgiveness to me. The pic below fell out of my journal (Thanks, Lord :) ) , so I took a snapshot.

1 comment:

  1. That is so really cool. It's crazy how old posts/journal entries can take one back to old times. different times. Ok, smearing the blue vest on Wally's smileys...Priceless. I definitely smiled for that one!

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