Walking through the mall this afternoon, in search of the Vans store to buy a pair of shoes for my teen-aged son, I was impressed (not in a positive way) by the many stores, and choices. Thoughts ran through my mind, as headlines, “Before the devastation, people could buy shoes in every style and color, jeans, shirts, bras, cars, food, anything you can imagine in any color or design.”
I am sure if our ancestors were to look in on one of these shopping sprees, they would not believe it. I hardly believe it now.
We are in a way a spoiled people. Not that I am complaining, I like choice. I love my macbook, my iphone, my Sees dark chocolate almonds. But sometimes I think we may be spinning out of control.
I kept thinking, we will just find his size, color, and style of shoe, and we will order them online from now on.
I looked at all the things begging me to exchange my money for–it is overwhelming.
This must be a time of learning to be in control, self control in a world that is ready to give you anything you want. And if you go to Vegas, they promise you can have it all and leave your responsibility behind.
Is it good to have it all so available?
To a certain extent, yes, in that we must prove that we can be trusted. The planet earth–what better place to see what kind of person you are. The choices you make when so many are there for your choosing, define you.
But I do realize that sometimes the world gets too crazy, chaos begins to take hold, the spirit of the Lord withdraws, and then, and then, I do not know.
There is no promised land in which to find a retreat, we must live among it all, and remember who we are. Choices are necessary.
