Waste time where?

I went to the Target on 280 on Friday for the sole purpose of picking up my contacts. I thought while I was there, I would pick up a few things I needed for the Mother's Day/birthday weekend. And then what did I do? I forgot to get my contacts. I place all the blame squarely on the kids.

So Allen tells me to run back on Monday morning, since he doesn't have to be at work on Mondays until noon. Good call. I grab some coffee and head out at 9 a.m. for a blissful ride in the quiet van. I arrive at Target and realize that the Optical Department opens. at. 10.

I have time, to waste, at Target? Hello, Mr. Alcoholic, would you like to waste some time waiting on your AA meeting at the PUB NEXT DOOR????

Okay, that was a bad analogy. I'm not actually addicted to shopping. Anymore. Kind of. Did you say shoes? Never mind...

There was one thing I wanted (notice I said "wanted" and not "needed") to do. I wanted to get a new swimsuit. And trying on swimsuits is about as fun as repeatedly tripping over the neon yellow painted curb in a black parking lot at church. (Wait, that's not an analogy, I actually did that. Yesterday. At church. HOW do you not see something like that?)

Anyway, the only thing worse than trying on swimsuits is trying them on with 3 kids. One is trying to crawl under the door or look under the dressing room wall at an unsuspecting lady also trying on bathing suits, another is constantly asking to play on your phone and the third is asking you a hundred questions, which may or may not pertain to body parts you are trying to cover/hide/smush into a bathing suit.

So at least I was alone.

And you know what? I made an amazing discovery. They have these super amazing swim suit SHORTS. They are made out of swimsuit material and have a regular swimsuit bottom under the shorts. It's nothing short of ingenious. Ingenious, I say....

In the end, I went with this skirt/swimsuit bottom combo, only because I felt a little more girlie in this, but it covers just the same. I even found a top on clearance, and I was good to go.

Why a post about bathing suits? This is why. And I'm just gonna say it. If the Bible says this:

And if your eye causes you to sin, tear it out and throw it away. It is better for you to enter life with one eye than with two eyes to be thrown into the hell of fire. Matthew 18:9


and if we know that men struggle with what they see, and we know how many times they think about sex a minute (God bless them-how the heck do they get anything done?) and we know it all starts with a look, then where is our accountability here? Can I wear a bathing suit that shows a little too much "something" and be completely blameless, upright and holy? Especially the "blameless before God" part? I don't think so.

And I've seen some Christian women wear swim suits that made me look twice (or more), and I can guarantee you that I don't think about sex every minute. Before you step out this year, think A LOT about what you are wearing. And it's not just for the men you aren't married too. It's our daughters who need to see holy women dressed modestly before a holy God, and also just as importantly, or maybe more so, for our sons, who way before we realize it are already thinking about that sex stuff. (Lord, lead us wisely there...)

So, that's that. Whew.

After I finished the swim suit trying on portion of my morning (and didn't faint, fall down or throw up) I couldn't resist perusing the shoe aisle. What? Wise decisions? Avoiding temptation? Coveting? Are you talking to me???

I mean LOOK at these babies. They very nearly jumped off the shelves and onto my feet. They looked like they had just been there, on my feet, all my life. They were gold, and they would go with everything. They were so comfortable. And they were only $20. *sob* They still live at Target. :(

And look at these... The flowers. I love flowers. And they are brown. They'd go with everything. They look just like me! Ask any of my friends. Ask any of them. Go ahead. They'd tell you that I needed these. They would just make my shoe collection complete. If I could just get these, (and the gold ones) I'd never have to ever buy shoes ever again. And these were only $20 too. And see, since I'd never have to buy shoes again, I'd be saving money in the long run. A lot of money. Right?

*sniff* These still live at Target too. :(

(and at least these pics show that I'm not getting pedicures;) )

The irony is that my husband actually did need some new black what we call "gig shoes," and they had some on clearance for $15. He was really glad when I came home with those. And I resisted these super amazing shoes and did the right thing. This is the part of the post where I tell you that I'm so very glad I did the right thing, that I could instead give that $40 to a person that needed that money to buy food and that I could rejoice in resisting temptation.

Instead I'm going to be very honest and tell you that I'm pouting and resisting the urge to drive right back over there and get my shoes. And I'm dying moment by moment to that old sin nature, because not all that long ago, I would have slung those shoes into my basket and not thought twice about it. I did make the right decision, but I'm not happy about it. And making the right decision without the right attitude may not be the right thing to do at all. But I'm working on it.

So cover up your girlie parts, ladies. Now that's something you can do and feel good about it too... ;)