Tales of a Secret Rockstar

I must say I had an excellent week, besides the part where my wisdom teeth were unceremoniously wrenched from my jaw.
The island was great.
My friends are cool.
All my clothes smell like that cabin.

So we got back from the island and decided to go to the new Krispy Kremes in Delta. I figured there would be lineups, but when we got there I could not believe how busy it was. There was an hour wait just to get in the store. It was insane. I was like, "What is this, Disneyland?" People were lining up to buy donuts! Granted, they're good donuts, but man! So busy.
I think if it was like, 1999, and I was there with my youth group, we would have talked about how cool it would be if people lined up like that for church. Mostly because that was the trendy thing to talk about at the time. But really, the whole experience kind of made me think. I mean, if we weren't risking missing curfew and the flogging that goes with it, I probably would have waited for an hour to buy donuts. But how often am I willing to wait even a few minutes in prayer? Or, how often am I willing to wait at a mealtime and serve others first? It's an interesting concept, waiting. I think alot of people would say that the things we're willing to wait for are the things that are most important to us. But I think that most times people are willing to wait for the things that they can see, the things that are definite, like donuts. It's much easier to spend an hour waiting for donuts than to spend an hour listening for a God you can't really see or touch. But sometimes the things that are more difficult are definitely more rewarding.
Just a random thought . . .