Lingerdog's World

I was in walmart this afternoon, like say 12:30 afternoon time, and I noticed what appeared to be urine in the floor on the diaper/cookie aisle, don't ask me why they put those things on the same aisle, I assume it's because they hope the children will beg for cookies while the parent is just trying to get some pampers, but anyway, it looked like urine, I went around it and continued my shopping.

I work form the back to the front and so I finally make it to the front of the store, aisle 2.

You know, I have joked in the past if there was a story of someone messing themselves, the one time a lady pooped in the floor at a local pharmacy, I just say clean up in aisle two.

Well, when you see what can only be a big ole' pile of crap in the floor at walmart, having been ran through with someones buggy at least once, leaving a little line from the buggy wheel in it, and then a dashed line for a few feet from every time the wheel rotated to the part that had made contact with said doo doo.

Well, the laughter stops.

Sure I thought of taking a pic for people of walmart, but then, if someone saw me taking a pic of crap, what are they going to think about me?

So I went to the service desk, and told the guy, ya'll need to get someone over to aisle two because it looks like someone took a crap over there.

Now, I was expecting disgust, which I got from him, but what I didn't expect was for him to act like it wasn't the first time this has happened, heck he didn't even seem surprised, just picked up the phone and called for maintenance to head for aisle two for a cleanup.

I wonder how many people rushed to see what was spilled only to be met with the horror, and I wonder what the maintenance guy did when he got there and saw what needed to be cleaned up.

Wonder if he thought, same crap, different day.

I've missed the past few days, really I should work on this during the day rather than at night when I should be getting ready for bed, but no, I wait until I am fighting sleep as I write half the time.

Been getting more hours at work these past two weeks, which is incredible, but it has thrown my schedule off a little, should be back to normal by next week though.

Went and heard my pastor preach at a tent revival this past Monday, it was good. Preached on Abraham and Sarah and how God gave them a child in their old age. And one of the things that jumped out at me was this in Genesis 18:14 "At the time appointed I will return unto thee."

It got me to thinking about my years out in the world, and the timing of my return to church.

When I was young I believed I was to be a preacher, don't know why, but I did. Years went by and I fell away, but God never abandoned me, and I know he has a purpose for me. When my life was turned upside down, before I set foot back into a church I said to an uncle that I felt like I was being pushed to do something, I just didn't know what.

I wonder now if it is the appointed time and God has called me back into service to fulfill his plans for me. Whether that be preaching or something else, I don't know, but I do know it's something. I am here in this time and place, having been brought through the fire, tested and made ready, to do what is required of me.

I'm looking forward to being used of God.