Drawing the Line

Over the past several months I have been asking God to reveal himself to me in fresh, new ways. So, it was of no surprise to me when I was standing in line at Target on Saturday morning and heard this message, I'm the one that draws the line.
Although, it was just before 10:00 am on Saturday morning, Target was already packed. I had been there over an hour, trying to get all my shopping done in one place - clothes, shoes, food, beauty items, prescriptions and anything else I could think of - when I was finally ready to check-out. There were only a few lanes open and the lines were long. I took the opportunity to scroll through my coupons on Cartwheel - since I never seem to remember to do this before or while I shop. 
There was a woman behind me, who after a few minutes, demanded to the clerk that she call for extra help due to the length of the lines. The clerk responded nervously, indicating that she would and then went right on checking my items. The lady behind me seemed furious; I kept hearing her make noises and comments to the child she had with her. In a matter of minutes, mad lady said something to the child I couldn't quite hear and then walked swiftly past me, abandoning her cart.
I was shocked. My first thought was...why would you spend all that time shopping and then leave the store with nothing to show for it? Her behavior didn't make sense to me. She was obviously frustrated by the wait time, yet I assumed that she needed the items she had in her cart. I chatted a bit about mad lady's behavior with the woman that was checking my items. Neither of us were angry or judgmental. We were simply confused.
But, the voice in my head was appalled at mad lady's behavior. It seemed so ridiculous. That's when I heard that other voice. The still, small one that I am often too busy and distracted to hear. The one I had been struggling to hear all week. 

The news stories of the past few weeks have been weighing heavily on my mind and heart. I have been reading and re-reading the opinions of news reporters, bloggers and even read quotes from the individuals themselves. Yet, questions still plagued me. Did the parents do enough? Did that person go too far, change too much? Where do you draw the line?
In John, chapter 8 Jesus draws a line in the sand, so to speak. As the story goes, there are several religious men who bring to Jesus a woman caught in adultery. They want her stoned. Jesus bends down and writes or draws something in the dust. Then, he says, "All right, but let anyone who has never sinned throw the first stone." (John 8:7) No one throws anything. No one crosses the figurative line. And, Jesus knows why. Because he could see their hearts. He was the only one who had the power to judge, convict and forgive - completely.
We all move through the world in the same state - broken and beloved - and...we're all in need of healing and grace.  Rachel Held Evans, Searching for Sunday
I still don't know where I would draw the line given a certain set of circumstances, how far I'd go to protect or what lengths I would go to get something I felt I needed. But, I do know that Jesus has the answer. 
Therefore, it's in all situations - whether it's a decision related to abandoning my cart at Target or one more morally or ethically loaded - that I need to seek wisdom from the one who knows, sees and forgives all. 
He's the one that draws the line. The line of sin and judgment. The one which he took upon himself. So that all could be set free.