While in a tourist shop yesterday purchasing a gift, I changed my mind in mid transaction and requested the whole thing be voided out. It was ill met by the cashier who had not only rang up the wrong cheaper price but “fixed” it by adding another charge to it. She would not give me back my card till the sale was approved as I asked her again to void it out. She refused.
What came next out of her could only be likened as a percussion blast. I was taken aback by her sheer force as our eyes engaged. And people were watching.
I took the package and left as I attempted to knock the dust off my sandals per
Matthew 10:14, “If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town and shake the dust off your feet.”
We went to the truck and drove off and yet I could not shake the experience. As I gave it to God, an acquaintance came to my thoughts of a hostile but God-fearing woman who had blasted me many times, lots of issues, in much the same manner. Why these two ladies resembled each other! Hmmm… I wonder if it was her?? But wrong state.
As we drove, Du finally asked “need help with this?” “Yes! Please pray on me!” He put his hand on my head and asked God to take away the blast, to bless me, and to deal with the lady.
And within minutes, peace resumed in my thinking.
What I am left with is this…
As this transpired, it was like an out of body experience of watching her manager sit on a stool behind her watching her actions. His arms were folded across his chest and he observed. A discerning came through of evil training evil. Weird, but true. Just as I knew that she was “in for it” when I left.
Was this a simple event of someone having a bad day? No, I don’t think so. Even if it were, I knew deep in my gut, not to engage but to retreat. Cowardice? No, meekness. There is incredible power bestowed upon us via the Holy Spirit when we back down and turn the other cheek while walking away.
The gift of retreating is an open invitation to God to our gaining a greater freedom and surrender to His plan. Did it feel weird? Yep! Did I like it? Nope! But I was smart enough to not stand there and take it.
Thats a huge lesson! Why? I have been a Type A in a community of Type B’s for as long as I can recall. And it is now on my plate to adapt a bit of B for myself. Why? Because the end of days is at hand and God meant it when He said, “Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.” Matthew 5:5. This is where Jesus was teaching about people whose mindsets had been conditioned by the world around them.
And then the Holy Spirit brought to my thoughts a few occasions where God dealt with those who caused hurt. I speak truth when I say that it is rarely pleasant to see one reap what they sewed. And why I choose instead to pray for God to “love the meanness out of them.”
So with that… Father God, love the vileness out of her and cause her to be a loving magnet for you. In Jesus name, Amen.
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