God (and I do mean with a capital G) Lent is sick! Like, SO sick. So, yesterday was my first day of my promise. I put myself through my first big test, a trip to the grocery store. Normally, this is strictly a plastic only thing, but due to my Tebow-like promise and the big L, I couldn’t. The big L of course being a time when many of the faithful commit to fasting or giving up certain types of luxuries as a form of penitence. So I strolled in there got my things and headed to the register and after getting rung up it was like I started to hear the thunder…and then boom!
The cashier couldn’t contain herself. The bagger almost asked if he could bring my groceries to my car. I never realized the effect a fat stack can have on people. I guess it’s true what they say. The Big Guy works in mysterious ways. Had I not paid in cash I probably wouldn’t have made those people’s day. I wouldn’t be surprised if Peter was already reserving my spot up in the sky with the Matthew, Mark, and the rest of the fellas.