When Billy and I were married, we lived in a one bedroom apartment in Lynchburg, VA and we shared a Sam's Club membership with his college buddy. That was stupid.
Last month after being married for ten years and after having five kids we got another Sam's Club membership. That makes sense. Oh how that kids eyes lit up touring each aisle. The giant sized cheese balls impressed the girls. No we didn't get them. And Eric was under the impression that bulk sized junk was our only mission while we were there.
Most of all they loved the pizza and ice cream. And we loved the cheap prices for our dinner-dessert-bulkshopping adventure.
The next day we went to the farmer's market and got loads of fruit. And then with all five into tow we moved onto Publix for odds and ends and weekly sales. So we should be stocked up on food. For now.
After all that food shopping I come away amazed at the blessings of God. Both necessity and luxury. We have so many choices down each aisle. The cold food is cold. The packaged food is well stocked.
At Publix Eric counted six people who pointed out that fact that I had five kids with me. And yes, they are all mine. Mixed reactions though. Some shuttered. Some told me how blessed I was. I believe those people.
Children and food to feed them. With daily frustrations and challenges. Jesus, help me not to complain. Simple bounty overflows here.
