I steer clear of the self check-out aisles. I think I tried them twice. I had to try and scan each item like fifty times because the bar code wasn't being recognized. Both times that I attempted to self check out, the "dummy light" came on alerting a sales clerk to come to my assistance.
The lyrics of a rap song, which I found on google, says "You better check yo self before you wreck yo self". That's a good word Ice Cube.
This picture really has nothing to do with my post, but I've been dying to use it.
I... Cannot always check myself out.
I typically need assistance.
This doesn't only apply to my shopping at WalMart. As I pushed my cart toward the exit this morning thinking about the impossibility of self-checking, my mind reeled. I began to think about how we all need assistance when it comes to assessing situations and even life in general.
How am I doing?
How are things going?
My answer is so skewed by my emotions.
Most often, things are less difficult/tragic (life as we know it is over)/maddening....than I feel.
When you need to check yourself, proceed with assistance
Surround yourself with friends; especially the ones who will be honest with you. I appreciate friends who will tell me when they think I'm wrong, or that I'm overreacting.
(It's a bonus when we're eating cake while discussing my frustration, say, .....over swimsuit shopping with my preteen) My sisters, well really, my whole family falls into the friend category.
Husbands are good "keep yourself in-check" partners too. I talk to me husband Jason about everything. He tells me how he sees things, thankfully gently. That's why I tell him everything. I trust him.
Something to remember:
Once we were buying a hermit crab. Our oldest daughter Hallie chose one that was isolated in the corner of the aquarium. When Hallie picked it up, it pinched her most horribly. My point? The crab probably needed to be alone (maybe for a bit). You may need to let your emotions fizzle a bit before your can talk constructively with anyone. Or else find a forgiving friend to pinch.
Your kids will tell you how it really is. My kids tell me when I'm "freaking out". Hallie told me not long ago that I care too much about what I look like. They call it to my attention when I'm not really listening to them. I can tell when they're right, which they usually are.
The Bible is the best check yo self checklist; Proverbs in particular. It constantly reminds me to "shut my mouth". It tells me not to despair, "for God is with you". I'm reminded of the promise that comes in "raising my child up in the way he should go" even if he isn't listening now.
To quote Jason, again, using the same quote I've used before,
"There are no Lone Ranger Christians".
You can visit the self check out aisle, but don't forget those who are there for you BEFORE the dummy light comes on.
Aren't we thankful that God graces us with loved ones and loving words?