Black Friday is coming. That retail frenzy where, once again we find ourselves enmeshed in the beginning of the holiday season, that very special time of year when we join with our loved ones in sharing centuries-old traditions such as trying to find a parking space at Walmart. And that’s 1:00 a.m., three days before the store opens on Friday.  After all, an $80 iPad is calling.

So there you are, lined up outside Walmart, in the dead of night, having prepared yourself for consumer battle. You are ready, undaunted by the U.S. special forces troops sent to all Walmarts by the governor in an attempt to prevent  Black Friday shoppers from maiming each other over flat-screen TVs reduced 50 percent.

It is five minutes before the doors open. You are fifth in line.  You’re hoping that will give you the head start you need to survive. You remember that retailers reported same-store tramplings were up 22 percent over last year.

The woman behind you has a cane. You wish that you had brought Uncle Buford’s crutch. You put your game face on. No quarter is expected and none will be given. The doors open and you lunge forward, running to the electronics section pushing and shoving around and over the bruised, unmoving bodies of weaker shoppers in order to take advantage of deep holiday discounts. You’re almost there, if only your hamstring doesn’t give out…

OK, I am stretching it… well… maybe a little.

But we all love a good deal… and here’s a great one:

For God made Christ, who never sinned, to be the offering for our sin, so that we could be made right with God through Christ. – 2 Corinthians 5:21

Let’s not forget that the best deal in human history happened on Good Friday, not Black Friday.

The most powerful influence you have on others usually flows from what excites you most.

I’m not suggesting you ratchet down your passion for what could happen on Black Friday, just that you ask God to increase your passion for what happened on Good Friday.