I'm so mad! Yesterday, my husband and I planned our whole day around a 4:35pm matinee screening of The King's Speech with Colin Firth. I love Colin Firth. Mr. Darcy. *sigh*
But that's neither here nor there.
Anyway, we planned our whole day around this. We sent our son off with the in-laws for the rest of the day and were so excited to spend some time together. We got to the theater to buy our matinee tickets, only to be charged full evening price! What, what? I asked the kid behind the counter, and he said that they moved the matinee time up from 6pm to 4pm "for the holidays."
Oh, yes. Happy holidays! Here's some price gouging for you!
Their website indicated no such thing (it was an AMC, by the way, in case you want to be mad at them, too). It should have had a big masthead announcing, "We're trying to ruin your Christmas vacation by charging you more for your family outing!" Rather than pay the inflated price, my husband and I left. We'll show them; we're going to the first showing this morning because it's only $5. Ha-HA!
This isn't the first time I've said this: I don't like surprises. It's not so much that I wouldn't have paid the ticket price. It was within our budget, I guess. It was that I had a certain expectation and it was pulled out from under me. I like to know what's going on, and I don't like things to change without prior notification.
This is the nice thing about being a Christian.
It's all laid out for you. Everything you have to do is right there in the Bible. The only surprise is when Jesus will return, but we know it's coming. It'll be a pleasant surprise, I'm sure. But I have all the rules, I have all the rewards—everything!—laid out for me. It's rather nice.
I've had Jehovah's Witnesses come to the house before, and while they were very kind ladies and we had a great conversation, I felt really bad for them. They believe that Jesus' death allowed just enough grace for them to work for their salvation, not earn the whole thing at once. This is why they go door-to-door; they have to earn their salvation. They don't know how much work will earn it, so they just have to do as much as possible.
It's full of uncertainty. It's impossible. You can't work it off. That's why Jesus died for us. He paid a debt we couldn't possibly have paid ourselves.
Any time I feel unsure of my salvation—when those moments of doubt creep in—I just remember that God is certain. He doesn't change like shifting shadows. He won't pull the rug out from under me. Jesus paid my ransom in full; all I have to do is believe that and live my life according to that great sacrifice. God is solid, as is his Word. No surprises.
If only he ran movie theaters, right?