Shatterday

I ran into a massive problem today.

I went to town.

A lot of people think that Saturday is a great day to plug the streets of town.

They don’t barricade the road with concrete barriers or anything.

It’s worse than that.

They all show up (several thousand of them) at the same time in their respective gas hogger vehicles.

Apparently, this is also the correct moment to shatter your windows endlessly with the noise they call music.

Also, instead of air conditioning, the answer to enduring hot weather obviously is inmodesty.

Then they think it’s a great time to buy all kinds of things they don’t need, so they are everywhere plugging the stores too.

When town is like this, green lights don’t mean go, drive-thru’s don’t mean fast food, and checkout counters don’t mean purchasing your items unless your perception of the future is crystal clear and phenomenally far-reaching.

It’s not that I hate people.

But God nailed it when He said “In returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength: and ye would not.”

I left town.

I did some humble work around the house.

God’s solutions always work.

Try it next Saturday.