Friday night got a little messed up in the dinner department. I had a meeting that ran way longer than I thought it would and I didn’t make it to Publix to get whatever I was gonna have my husband throw on the grill. (It was Friday. I don’t cook on Fridays.)
My daughter and husband wanted to go out, my son and I wanted to stay in and just order something. No problem. Let’s make everybody happy. So off they went and we called in a pizza and a sandwich to pick up at the nearby pizza joint, which will remain nameless.
I call and it’s gonna take 55 minutes to cook a pizza and prepare a sandwich. NBD I think – it is Friday after all.
So we drive to the pizza place at precisely 55 minutes past my phone call (I always work on a schedule, you know), and I go in to pay. And then I wait… and I wait… and I wait…
I ask how long it will be until my order is ready. I get the standard “5 minutes” response. And I wait… and I wait…
And then the worst thing happens – I get hangry. I don’t know if you’ve ever come down with the hangries, but its when you are hungry and angry at the same time which makes you hangry.
So I march myself up to that counter, debit card in hand and do my very best to control my hangriness as I ask the cashier for a refund so I can go next door and get something to eat before I pass out. She tells me they are boxing it up right now.
And I wait… and I wait… And I mutter to my son, “If that pizza doesn’t show up on that counter in 2 seconds I’m gonna…”
I see the look of fear in my son’s eyes because he knows what’s coming next, and it ain’t pretty. I’m just being real, here – I’ve had a problem with outbursts in the past. Fortunately for everyone involved I kept thinking in my head, “Jesus wouldn’t go off on this girl. She’s trying. They are working hard. Jesus…wouldn’t…go…off…”
So I didn’t. (Whew! That was a close one!) Now she could tell I was perturbed, and she apologized profusely. And I admit my actions weren’t totally Jesus-like (except he did go nuts on those money changers that one time…).
Anyway, the point of the story is we never need to get over-confident and think we’ve conquered a certain sin, because Satan can throw out a situation at any given time to try and get us sucked right back in. I know if I hadn’t spent as much time as I have reading Scripture, praying, seeking to grow in my faith I would have gone all postal on that girl, all because of a stupid pizza.
“Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will fell from you.” (James 4:7)
A walk of faith consists of a few leaps and hundreds of baby steps. You gotta take ‘em both.
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