I have social phobia. Normally I won’t go into places I’m not familiar with. This is part of why I go into only one fry’s Store even though another one may be closer wherever I may be when I’m asked to get grocieries and why I’ll go out of my way to go to the same Barnes and Nobles.
Well once, curiosity got the better of me and I walked into a Lee Lee’s supermarket. (It’s an Asian supermarket. Actually it was kind of cool.) I had a lot of fun looking at the different foods there, most labels which I couldn’t read if it had no English translation. I think I spent a better part of an hour there just walking up and down every isle until I finally got some Golden Curry and some noodles. Not surprisingly, most people I saw and overheard spoke to each other in some form of Asian language. I think once or twice I heard either mandarin or Cantonese, another time I think it was Vietnamese, only one couple spoke to each other in English that I could tell. It was cool to listen to all these languages come into one place. It’s sort of how I imagine Heaven will be like.
Anyways, so I have two items and the line for all the checkout stations were long. Apparently Monday at 10 am is a very popular shopping time. Most people had their carts full or partially full, very few were in groups greater than 2 or 3. I got in line, and a girl told me to go ahead of their group of 4. So I did, albeit a bit nervously as I didn’t realize they were all together at first. That was nice. Can’t happen a second time right?
In front of me is a man I can only assume to be Indian, and he puts between his items and mine the plastic separator thing, and as the women in front of him is paying, looks at my items, looks at his items, grabs my items and puts them in front of his stuff, and motions me to go before him. I of course thank him now that I realize why he took my stuff, and got in front of him, paid and left.
I don’t think if I had gone into a Walmart or Fry’s I would’ve gotten the same kind of treatment from others. People there are more like to run you over with their cart for a short line instead of saying “yeah go ahead of me.”
The people I had met about a year ago taught me that I have time, there’s no reason why someone with only a couple of items when I have 10 shouldn’t go ahead, and in fact, Jesus thought so too.
“He sat down, called the twelve disciples over to him, and said, “Whoever wants to be first must take last place and be the servant of everyone else.” -Mark 9:35 NLT
So, why is it that we have forgotten this verse? How is it that I found God in a man I doubt was even a Christian? How is it that we have forgotten to allow people to go ahead of us?
So the next time you see someone like me, only having a few items when you have ten, let them go first. It might be the only good thing that happens to them.
“In loving and serving, we prove we have been created in the likeness of God, for God is love and when we love we are like God.” -Mother Theresa.