DOLLAR STORE FAITH

“Go to the Dollar Store”

Learning obedience without delay.

“I’ve been meaning to get out of my little bubble.”

That’s how it started.

  • I was sitting in my quiet, call it peace or call it fear;
    the house was full of blessings but my heart was staying here.
    Coffee on the counter, Bible open to the page,
    but the nudge kept getting louder like a lion in a cage.

    I said I’ll go tomorrow, Lord, You know how Sundays go;
    trying to keep it holy, trying not to move too slow.
    But obedience doesn’t wait until the timing feels polite—
    it taps you on the shoulder in the middle of your life.

    I tried to reason, tried to stall,
    tried to dress excuses up as spiritual.
    Grace doesn’t argue—grace just calls.

    Go to the Dollar Store, don’t ask me why;
    somebody’s praying and you’re walking by.
    It isn’t about the money or the things you bring,
    it’s about the step you take when heaven speaks.
    Faith isn’t faith until you move your feet,
    so I grabbed my keys and went to meet
    whatever God had waiting there for me.

    An aisle full of strangers, every face a hidden story;
    single moms, old soldiers, tired eyes and restless worries.
    No thunder, no holy sign lighting up the place—
    just a heavy feeling settling in my chest.

    I bought a bag of mercy, things I couldn’t even name;
    felt foolish at the checkout, felt obedient all the same.
    Miracles don’t shimmer, they don’t always glow—
    sometimes they’re wrapped in plastic under fluorescent bulbs.

    We keep asking for the big assignment,
    ignoring the small one right in front of you.
    Sometimes the altar isn’t a church pew—
    sometimes it’s aisle seven.

    So go to the Dollar Store, just go and see
    how ordinary steps can carry destiny.
    You don’t need a sermon or a perfect plan,
    just a willing heart and an open hand.
    Faith isn’t loud and it isn’t a show;
    sometimes God just says go.

    And this time, I went.

A quiet house. A peaceful rhythm. Creative solitude that slowly drifted into isolation. And a nudge — gentle at first — to go bless someone. I did what most of us do. I delayed. Tomorrow. Later. Soon.

The nudge didn’t go away. It got louder.

“Go to the Dollar Store.”

Not for groceries. Not for me. For someone else. "Ok, I'll go."

It was Sunday. I was honoring the Sabbath. I had just prayed over lunch. Dishes were done. Coffee was fresh. Creative work was calling.

Then the nudge turned into a correction.

“You said you were going to the Dollar Store.”

That one landed.

I negotiated like a pro.

  • Later there’ll be more people.

  • I just made coffee.

  • The thermos is dirty.

  • I need to change clothes.

  • I'll wait for sunset, that'll be nice.

Every excuse got shut down.

“Go. Now.”

So I went — coffee in hand, spilling all over my worn sweats as I climbed onto my so-called “old fart cart.” Laughing at myself, because obedience doesn’t always look dignified.

Music queued up. The song was “Take Control.”Jesus-take-the-wheel energy. Exactly right.

I pulled into the Dollar General parking lot at the exact same moment as my neighbor.

An old blues guitarist. A good man. His girlfriend is homebound now with knee problems. He’s quietly worn down, carrying more than he lets on. Not the kind of man who asks for help.

Had I waited — five minutes, one excuse, one compromise — I would have missed him.

That’s when it became clear — the assignment wasn’t the store or the timing. It was the person.

I’m learning that when what I hear aligns with the heart of Jesus, delay is usually my resistance — not His silence.

Reflection: Listening Without Delay

Jesus promised that the Holy Spirit would guide us — not someday, but in real time.

“When He, the Spirit of truth, has come, He will guide you into all truth.”John 16:13

The Spirit rarely shouts. But He does persist.

I’m realizing how often delayed obedience is still disobedience — just dressed up in spiritual language. We call it wisdom. God often calls it hesitation.

Elijah learned that God speaks in a still, small voice (1 Kings 19:12). But “still” doesn’t mean optional.

The question isn’t “Did God speak?”The question is “Did I move?”

Practices I’m Learning to Stay Responsive

  1. Pray honestly. Not fancy. Not filtered. Just open. Philippians 4:6–7

  2. Stay anchored in Scripture. God’s voice never contradicts God’s Word. Psalm 119:105

  3. Act when clarity comes — I’m learning that obedience sharpens discernment, while delay dulls it. John 14:15–17

  4. Clear the clutter. Repentance isn’t punishment — it’s alignment. 1 John 1:9

  5. Stay connected. The Spirit often confirms His nudges through people. Hebrews 10:24–25

Final Thought

If the Spirit says go —don’t negotiate, don’t optimize, don’t spiritualize the delay.

Go now.

You may miss the coffee. You may spill it on your clothes. But you won’t miss the assignment.

I don’t always want to move when I’m nudged. I still negotiate.

But I’m learning that when the Spirit says go, the road matters less than the obedience.

I’m still walking — and I don’t want to miss the assignment.

Christopher

I write about my triumphs and tribulations - my journey. I create and share content that inspires and heals me. Content that echoes the spirit of Jesus.

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