April 2008 Musing
SHOP and DROP
Shopping in a large supermarket
must be the equivalent of a commando assault course. Recently I visited
such a place. The first obstacle was finding a parking space near
the entrance. That achieved, the next thing was to find a small sized
trolley rather than one designed to take the goods of a family of
ten or a shipping magnate. Having grabbed one that was floating free
in the car park I attempted to enter via the automatic door only to
find that I was trying to gain access via the exit. Once inside I
was totally bemused. Nothing seemed to be where it was on my last
visit. The whole place had been reorganised. There was now an upper
floor accessed by a trolley escalator. I eyed it with some trepidation
then backed off. After all, I had only come to get some dog treats
and dish cloths. On the way to get what I really came for I acquired
half a trolley full of other items. Then it was back to the trolley
escalator again. I really wanted to go upstairs to look at ‘electrical
goods’. Discretely I observed people using the escalator. It
looked simple enough. Just walk on and the ‘contraption’
did the rest .This I did, and was pleased to be making a smooth ascent
plus trolley. That was until I got to the end. There was nothing for
it but to leap off using the trolley as a Zimmer to retain balance.
Why was it that other folk just casually walked off and did not fall
over!
Having made a circuit of the upper floor and
piled a few more things into the trolley, I returned to the descent
escalator. No go! No way had I the ‘bottle’ to put myself
and trolley on the descending moving slope. With as much dignity as
I could muster I backed off and found the lift. Once more on terra
firma I made my way to the check out and only tapped in the wrong
PIN once. All good intentions about using non disposable bags were
forgotten when I discovered that I had left my re usable bags in the
car. Of course I attempted to leave via the entrance door, but this
time managed to zip through when others were coming in ( to their
annoyance). It took a little while to find the car again ,but it was
exactly where I left it had I remembered exactly where. It was good
to get home again too worn out to pack any thing away, The dogs enjoyed
their treats!
One of the reasons given for declining congregations
at Sunday worship is the use of that day for family shopping. I cannot
believe it. Why exchange the serenity of worshipping God for the super
market ‘free for all’ (except that it is not free). There
are no busy aisles and aggressive shoppers in church. There is no
check out to negotiate and everything is free, not least Gods peace
and love and grace. Churches had Sunday opening long before shops
and they still give the best value there is, so why not change your
routine and ‘shop’ in God’s supermarket.