There is nothing more thrilling than grocery shopping day, a truth that carries a heavy, sarcastic undertone. Unless, of course, grocery shopping is genuinely your thing, in which case, God bless you. The weekly routine is a well-practiced rhythm, an almost robotic journey up and down the aisles. That is, until the store decides to relocate a single, crucial item without warning. And—without a corresponding map or a free supply of rations for the hunt. You might think common sense would prevail, but then again, why wouldn’t the larger bottles of sriracha be in the international aisle while the smaller ones remain with the hot sauce? At that moment, as you are still contemplating this existential grocery-store mystery, with only 3 out of the 20 items on your list acquired and nearing 45 minutes into your shopping, a cart rolls over the back of your heel…………Twice.
1 Cor 13: 4-7 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.