An Encounter with Hairspray Thieves

A strange but familiar scent tickled my nose as I perused the health and beauty aisle at our local Walgreen’s. As I approached the end of the aisle, the odor became stronger and I heard muffled voices talking and laughing. Upon turning the corner, I encountered a lingering cloud of mist and two teenage girls who were obviously “helping” themselves to some hairspray. My presence made no change in their behavior…they just kept on giggling and spraying as if I didn’t even exist.I wonder if God ever feels that way…