Robbie said she entered the bank as she always does and proceeded through the marked-off line on her way to the front counter. There were no other people in line and several bank tellers available to help her. Thinking she had completed her trip through the line area she attempted to walk up to the front counter. However, to her surprise she found it difficult to reach the front counter. She was walking forward, but was prevented from reaching the smiling teller by some invisible force.
As she looked down she felt herself pushing against a piece of stretchable tape. When she realized she had not completed walking through the marked-off area she proceeded to walk forward again. Then once again she attempted to walk up to the waiting teller to take care of her banking transaction. Yet, try as she may, she still felt herself being met with some sort of resistance. At one point she nearly made it to the counter only to find herself being pulled back once again. She thought she had cleared the taped off area, but apparently not. Now why Robbie couldn't clearly see where the taped area began and ended is not quite clear to me. I ask her this very question myself only to hear her explain, "I just didn't see it! Okay?" Typical Robbie answer.
The tellers were now starting to enjoy each of Robbie's new attempts to reach their counter. I'm sure it was a desirable entertainment break in their long day. They began to chuckle each time Robbie lunged forward to only nearly reach her destination. Then she would have to surrender and be dragged back to the line area against her will. Each time she would switch to a new area and try again and again but without success.
It's a good thing I was no where around at the time because I don't think I could have lived through this moment, watching Robbie attempting to make it almost to the counter and then be snapped back into place by some sort of stretchable tape. I would have been crumpled on the floor, rolling around on the floor and lying spread eagle on the floor during this whole hilarious event. I would have been of no use to her whatsoever I assure you.
Robbie said it took her several attempts before she finally found the proper place in which she could approach the front desk without resistance. Once she reached the counter she quipped to the teller who was waiting on her, "I bet that happens all the time, right?"
"Actually it has never happened before," replied the teller with a huge grin on her face.
This was of no comfort to Robbie at all. She quickly completed her transaction, trying not to have eye contact with the teller. When she was finished and ready to leave I'm sure the tellers were taking bets on whether Robbie would be able to find her way out of the bank without wrestling with the stretch tape again.
I could just see Robbie pushing her way against the tape, trying to reach the counter, while all the while being held back by the stretch tape. I envisioned her just barely making it to the counter and stretching out her arms toward the teller, as if to say, "Please grab hold of me and pull me to safety." I laughed at this story until my stomach ached. Only Robbie could pull off such a stunt.
In Revelation 2:26 it says, "Here's the reward I have for every conqueror, everyone who keeps at it, refusing to give up: You'll rule the nations, your Shepherd-King rule as firm as an iron staff, their resistance fragile as clay pots. This was the gift my Father gave me; I pass it along to you--along with it, the Morning Star."
What an incentive to keep at it, to never give up or go back. Feeling some resistance? Keep moving forward until you get your breakthrough and you reach that goal or that destination. God is for you so who can be against you?
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