When God tells you to STOP SHOPPING
Do you have a secret (or not so secret) addiction? I'm not talking about the so-called seedier vices. Nope, I'm talking about a socially-acceptable habit. I've had MANY addictions--seedy and the not-so-seedy alike. And God has delivered me from most of the biggies. But recently, an old friend has knocking on my door. And I've let her in. Repeatedly. And here's the funny thing, I've been in enemy territory for a lot longer than I care to admit. How can I say that? Because recently, I felt like God told me to "stop shopping." Like shut it down. Quit. Not shopping is turning out to be kind of a big deal to me. It's not like we have a ton of money. Maybe you can relate to my internal rationalization: "It's Walmart. What's the big deal if I bought 3 $7 sweatshirts? It's nothing." Except for "nothing" was happening far too frequently. "I've got to go to the store for bread and milk I'd tell myself...