Yesterday at work, (I work at a grocery store :). Anyways, yesterday at work, I was pulling all the products to the front of the shelves on isle three. I happened to be working on the most breakable things in the isle: the spaghetti sauce. As I pulled a glass jar of sauce off the shelf, it slipped from my hand and crashed to the floor. The jar broke into a million tiny pieces. The crimson colored sauce splattered everywhere. I was overcome by the thought that it now looked like I murdered someone in the isle. I also felt horrible for breaking the jar. It was even one of the more expensive sauces.
I was scared to tell my manager, but I had to tell him. I looked all over the store and finally gave up, having one of the cashiers call him to the front over the intercom. I told him the sad story of the jar taking a dive to the floor out of my hand. I expected him to be angry, to lecture me or at least give me one of those really disappointed looks that only adults can manage. You know the one that they have mastered and only give you when you do something bad? Yeah, that one. That's what I expected anyways. My manager is such a nice guy, and I thought the "nice guy" was going to turn into a "mean guy". But he just smiled, chuckled even. "We'll clean it up in just a second," he said calmly, still chuckling at me. When my mouth drops open, he gives an even heartier laugh and walks to the back to get a trash can. I follow behind him not knowing what else to go.
A few minutes later, we were in isle three cleaning up the red sauce with a broom and a dust pan. I was completely shocked at my managers reaction. I had expected the worst from him, but he wasn't even worried about the expensive sauce all over the floor. He found it kind of funny that I felt bad about it. It really caught me off guard.
So you're probably thinking. "Wow! This crazy person just told me a story about how terrible she is at her job." Well, I actually do have a point for telling you about my saucy experience.
Right now, as I'm thinking about yesterday, I realize this story has a correlation to God. Just like my manager was forgiving about dropping the expensive sauce all over the floor, God is too. Yes, God forgives you when you when you break spaghetti jars, but he also forgives you when you do anything else. Every time you sin or make a mistake, God forgives you. He wipes your slate clean. All you have to do is tell him about it, no matter how scared you might be to tell Him. I think you might be surprised to see His reaction. You might think He'll want nothing to do with you when really He'll embrace you with open arms.
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I am Bridges or at least on here I am. Basically, I am a teen. I have many hopes and dreams, many fears and insecurities that I let hold me back. There is so much that goes on in my life. Sometimes it is a struggle, and that what this site is about.
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