Angels in Wal-Mart?

Are there angels in Wal-Mart?  If you would ask me I would probably say not likely.  Now I'm not so sure.  We were doing our weekly shopping on Friday when I ran into a bunch of "throw rugs" in one of those "middle of the aisle boxes" that seem to say this is a "real deal!"  Before I could pass by I remembered someone mentioning my office at St. Mark's with its new tile floor could use a rug to help warm up the environment.  Now here I was standing in front of several reasonably priced "throw rugs" (who ever thought up that name?)  And so I chose a multi-colored piece reasoning how anyone could ever match the tan color of the tile would be impossible.  Then a solid black rug caught my eye.  It looked rich and lush and I began to ponder my choice. (a woman's prerogative)  My wise husband suggested the black would look the best.  He has a good eye for this sort of thing so I decided, yes, the black would do nicely.  Just as I picked it up and put it into the basket a young man came over and said, "Did you know the rug has skulls and cross bones carved into it?"  "Really, are you kidding?"  I answered.  My next retort was, "Do you think it would go in a pastor's office, I am one you know,"  I said smiling.  The young man just got an odd look on his face and stumbled away.  Looking more closely at the rug we discovered, yes, you could see the skull and cross bones faintly below carved into the fabric. 

Needless to say I did not take the rug.  And I was grateful to have been warned.  We laughed at the thought of me taking it to the church and unrolling it before my desk in the brand newly remodeled office only to see the surprise the rug contained.  You might think little of this except I felt that "feeling" I get once in a while when the message being delivered is bigger than the words spoken.  And in the blink of an eye the young man was no where to be found when we looked around, another confirmation this was something unusual.  Now, I don't think the message had anything to do with saving me from making a decorating error.  I believe the lesson was sometimes we need to look closely and carefully at where we are headed and what or whom we are taking with us.  The "feeling" was spiritual and my husband felt it too.  Sometimes God speaks to us boldly by saying, "Stop and look carefully, include me in your decisions big and small.

Okay, God I'm listening, even in Wal-Mart.