When the Lord first nudged me to wheel the grocery cart into the stall specified for them, I did it without question.  But then there was a next time, and a next time.  Every time I went to the grocery store, I felt the Holy Spirit gently reminding me to put the cart back. I found it a little irritating.  I have to confess that I very rarely put the cart back before this, and my conscience did not suffer for it.  I wasn’t  inconsiderate.  I put the carts where they could not damage any cars.  I often anchored them to the middle island nearest me so they would not…