When Ray reads that title he is going to for sure without a doubt assume I’m going to give a lengthy post about how to purchase all your school supplies and your first day ensemble from Amazon. Then he is going to wax on poetically about how he should’ve bought that stock when we were in Iceland. Alas, while I did purchase every supply from my Prime account and that cart is always full, this post is not about that.

Have you seen that shopping cart blog post floating around Facebook? The one that tells you that you think about others and are kind if you put the cart back? Here is a link that may or may not post… I need to give credit where it’s due.


Funny story, my friends and I have been having talks about these shopping carts for years.  ???? My friend Anna and I were leading a Bible study once that focused on them. What do you mean there are no shopping carts in the Bible? This is real life application stuff!

I used our old Bible Study a couple of weeks ago for an analogy in Bible class at camp. Basically I told the kids this story…

So you and your Mom are at Wal-mart with everyone else in your county. True story if you are buying school supplies. (Unless you follow my lead and click, click, click…) Anyway, you pile that cart high and go check out. It is a sweltering day in July. That checkout lady is bagging and bagging and those white plastic bags are hanging off the sides. Your Mama tells you to hold the ones with the bread so they won’t get squished. She finally pays and when you walk outside the heat takes your breath away. You have to walk a country mile pushing that big cart over speed bumps until you are finally at your hot car. Those two minutes it takes you to shuffle bags into the car are the longest of your life. You’re sweating and hungry. It’s way past lunch and all you want to do is go home and eat in the air conditioning when a storm blows up. As you put that last bag into the car (It’s probably the eggs those are always last.) it starts pouring. That cart stall is looking further and further away. You know if you leave it at best, someone might not have a place to park, especially if you live in Northern Virginia. Someone’s car could get hit by it in the storm but it is pouring! What do you do?

I proceeded to read James 4:17. 

Therefore to one who knows the right thing to do and does not do it, to him it is sin. 

What? I’ve contemplated tattooing this somewhere like on the top of my right arm to remind myself every day that I always need to try to do the right thing even when it’s hard. 

After we read it. I asked again. All the kids agreed we should put the cart back. Then one of the counselors mentioned that he knew what to do, “Tell your kid to do it!” Because that is what his mama would do. I told him she still got it done.

I’m not sure why I felt the need to share that. Maybe the next time you’re at the Wal-Mart you’ll think of me.