Grace in the Grocery Aisle

Phillip Marshall:

I really appreciated the perspective that this post provided. I’ve always liked the proverb about oxen, clean mangers, and the strength that an ox supplies, but how she used it in the context of weary days and wishing them away was insightful. Take and read.

Originally posted on Women Walking Wisely:

Woman in Grocery Store I hate grocery shopping.  Hate is a strong word.  Do I really hate grocery shopping?  Let me think about it . . . YES.

I don’t know what it is about grocery shopping that I deplore.  Maybe it’s figuring out menus, lists, etc.  Maybe it’s the wearisome monotony of walking the same aisles week after week.   Maybe it’s how it invades my valuable Saturday afternoons. Whatever it is . . . I disdain it.

One afternoon I headed off to the grocery store with a list in my hand and an over-sized, pity-party, life-is-miserable attitude in my heart.  I was exhausted, ticked off, and ready to quit.  I was sick and tired of taking care of everyone else, but never having time for me.  Me.  Me.  Me.

My frustration did not abate as I shopped.  It grew.  That grocery shopping trip was the last straw.  As I angrily stomped down…

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