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“... do not be worried, for the joy of the Lord is your strength and your stronghold.” (Neh 8:10)

With so much yukky stuff being thrown at us all, I was rather hoping that today would be a time for laughter (even if it is at my expense).

So, what’s the worst thing that can happen to you in a Supermarket? (Apart from being accused of shoplifting)!

Anyway, I had my earphones in and was busy listening to a book while I was going down each aisle searching for products on the shopping list my wife had given me—and as such, not really paying much attention—when I suddenly got a seriously hard tap on the shoulder!

Turning, I noticed one of the supermarket workers, his teeth clenched together and his reddening face a mask of incredulous anger!

Behind him was one of those large floor cleaning machines he’d obviously been operating, which wash the floor and suck up all the dirt – anyway, he was glaring at me with a death stare that would have challenged my wife. At that point, I noticed that a 1-litre bottle of washing-up liquid I had purchased had somehow turned sideways and was leaking badly…! In fact, I’d managed to pick up the only bottle that had a smashed top and didn’t even notice!

Walking around the aisles the way I had left a wonderful trail of liquid up and down each one, and now that I had stopped, it was slowly pooling on the floor between us!

Time stood still—and not a word was exchanged. Upon noticing the broken top, I promptly walked (OK, ran) back to the washing-up liquid aisle, where I found the remains of the offending top! Sheepishly handing it to him, I apologised (again, and again, and again, and again…).

His eyes told me to expect an exploding volcanic eruption, but instead, I watched incredulously as something seemed to snap in him—I narrowed my eyes, squeaked some sort of prayer, and shrunk back from the expected torrent of abuse. Instead, he started to laugh, and seeing that he wasn’t about to pulverise me into the ever-expanding pool of offending liquid, I finally broke into a stuttering form of pathetic laughter with him! In fact, he was still laughing as I walked away (probably because I offered to clean the floor)!

As usual, I asked the Lord what He wanted to say to us, and here's where he led me, "A happy heart is good medicine and a joyful mind causes healing, But a broken spirit dries up the bones.” (Pro 17:22)

“Are your ears awake? Listen. Listen to the Wind Words, the Spirit blowing through the churches. Christ-conquerors are safe from Devil-death.” (Rev 2:11)