10.6.09

This morning I walked out the door and noticed there was what appeared to be an abandoned shopping cart outside with random junk in it. Not having enough time to investigate (had to catch my train), I called my sister and let her know to be on the alert as she left the house.

I had forgotten about the shopping cart until I returned home this evening to find it still there, with its contents partially spilled out. This upset me. I'm not sure if I was just expecting it to go away by itself, but I was peeved that someone decided to abandon their junk on my property. I decided that I couldn't deal with the eyesore so I grabbed the gardening gloves and with a face, picked up the junk off the sidewalk and threw it back in the cart. Amongst the junk were random articles of clothing, inflatable mattresses, snail shells, and dirt (I kid you not). I pushed the cart off the sidewalk and parked it down the street (off of any private property).

I don't like dealing with other people's mess. I thought about this today and immediately caught myself. What of the mess I've made, and of He who knew no sin who became sin for me? That gets me, and after today, a little more so.