Jesus and Bubble Wrap.

So I randomly decided to go to the grocery store one weekend night. Well, I guess it wasn’t completely random since I didn’t have a lot in the way of food at my apartment and who shops during the week? So, I went to the grocery store. I needed some of the usual stuff – bread, milk, stuff to eat for dinner… I also needed some not usual stuff – packing tape and bubble wrap. So I picked up a roll of each, got my produce and went to check out. The bubble wrap is an awkward length so it didn’t quite fit into a bag and just sort of hung out. Cool. Well, I went outside and the wind had picked up and it was considerably colder than when I went it. So I had like seven bags on my arm and I started walking to my car, the next thing you know, the wind catches the bubble wrap and it’s off across the parking lot. Now, there is absolutely no way that I would chase down something in the parking lot (it’s also not normally an ENTIRE roll of bubble wrap), but I need this bubble wrap so I can ship some coffee to Maryland. I turned into that girl. The one who runs across the parking lot looking like a total dork trying to catch bubble wrap. I finally get the bubble wrap, look up to see if there’s anyone watching, realize I don’t really care, since I paid for the bubble wrap and it’s only right that I get to take it home and finally get to my car. I start driving home… Okay, I was totally already writing this in my head… so I was driving home and there’s this huge bolt of lightening and I think “God is SO AWESOME!”

Now you may ask, how in the world are these two things related, but don’t you worry, I have it under control. Let me explain:

We go through our lives, needing random things like bubble wrap for one reason or another. We feel like we need something for this or that. Then the wind catches it and we have to chase it down. We run through the parking lot. We look awkward. We try too hard. Then we finally have it on our possession, and we have to send it to Maryland! We worked so hard to have it for all of ten minutes! I feel like we do this with so many parts of our lives. In the process, we completely forget to CLING TO JESUS! And, really, that’s what we’re meant to do, right? We have this great and perfect love in front of us, and we want something else. We want that boy or girl. We want that trip. That job. Those friends. That degree. Instead of clinging to Jesus like our lives depend on it (because, let’s be honest, they do).