I'll be the first to admit that I have a problem with traffic and an even greater problem with inconsiderate drivers. My patience was really tried today as I was driving to Kroger. I was trying to turn left into the shopping center and the cars on the other side of the lanes would not move up even though they were at a red light and had enough space between them to open a path where I could slide through. Ugh! 

I finally got into the shopping center and the only space I could find to park had a grocery cart in it. That also irritated me to no end. I thought to myself "you lazy pig. Couldn't take a few extra steps and put the cart in the parking lot cart rack". So now you have an idea of how impatient I can get. Once in Kroger, I grabbed the few items I needed and then proceeded back to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription when the pharmacist told me my order wouldn't be ready for another 15 minutes. I looked at her and said "I called it in early this morning and the lady on the phone said it would be ready in an hour" (it was now 7 hours after I called it in). I just stood there until the order was ready. Now, I'm really frustrated and a little peeved at all the circumstances that have made my afternoon so miserable.

I walked away from the pharmacy and now I am standing in line to pay for my groceries when I hear someone yell out "Bobby, how are your girls?". It was Heather, a mentally challenged girl that works at Kroger. She is a member of the church I used to go to. I adore her, she is such a sweet person. I told her the girls were doing just fine, paid for my groceries and out the door I went. As I got into the car to leave I started thinking about Heather and how she made me forget about the bad experiences I had earlier. 

On my way out, I had to drive past the other shops in the center. I only got about four stores from Kroger when I stopped to let a mother and her young son cross the street in front of me. Her son had leg braces on and was struggling to walk. It was obvious that he had cerebral palsy or something of that nature. After they crossed, I exited the center and was on my way home. I kept thinking of Heather and that little boy and wow did it put my stupid traffic hangups in perspective. God used both of those situations to remind me how grateful I should be and how very blessed I am.