Heaven's Grocery Store

Last night Bill and I went to the store. That is not ususual, of course; we find ourselves there often. We went in with the intention of purchasing two things we needed. As often happens, while we wandered through the store, we realized we needed (and wanted) several other things as well.
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Isn't that how it is when we meet together with believers to worship God and be fed from His Word? We do that often, and we know we need things when we go. But - if you are like me - it seems we always leave with a lot more than was on our lists! God is superlative in nature and always seems to prepare the perfect meal for us, with the necessary nutrients we need at that time.
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I remember reading and liking this poem by Ron DeMarco when I was a teenager. I hope you enjoy it also.

Heaven's Grocery Store

I was walking down life's highway a long, long time ago.
One day I saw a sign that read, "HEAVEN'S GROCERY STORE."
As I got a little closer, the door opened wide,
And I found myself standing inside.

I saw a host of angels. They were standing everywhere.
One handed me a basket and said, "My Child, shop with care."
Everything a human needed was in that grocery store.
And if you couldn't carry it all, you could come back the next day for more.

First, I got some PATIENCE. LOVE was in the same row.
Further down was UNDERSTANDING, you need that everywhere you go.
I got a box or two of WISDOM, a bag or two of FAITH.
I just couldn't miss the HOLY GHOST, for it was all over the place.

I stopped to get some STRENGTH and COURAGE to help me run this race.
By then my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed some GRACE.
I didn't forget SALVATION, for SALVATION was free.
So I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.

Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill.
For I thought I had everything to do the MASTER'S will.
As I went up the aisle, I saw PRAYER; and I just had to put that in,
For I knew when I stepped outside, I would run into sin.

PEACE and JOY were plentiful; they were last on the shelf.
SONG and PRAISE were hanging near, so I just helped myself.
Then I said to the angel, "Now, how much do I owe?"
He smiled again and said, "MY CHILD, JESUS PAID YOUR BILL A LONG, LONG TIME AGO."

Ron DeMarco Copyright 1990