Black Friday for Christians: The Only Day It’s OK to Trample People for a Toaster

A tongue-in-cheek look at chaos, contentment, and chasing what really matters.

The Madness We Pretend Is Normal

Every year, the day after Thanksgiving, Americans lose their minds in the most coordinated nationwide sprint since midnight church lock-ins. So let’s check out Black Friday for Christians.

Doors fling open.

Crowds surge.

And for a few glorious hours, perfectly normal adults turn into Olympic athletes chasing doorbusters no one needed 12 hours earlier.

It’s the one day when diving for a waffle maker is socially acceptable… and apparently even celebrated.

I’ve never actually been to a Black Friday sale.

Not once.

Not even a “just to see what it’s like.”

Nope — I value my ribs intact.

Wendy, on the other hand?

She had a playbook.

Not a plan — a playbook. Color-coded. Mapped out. Broken into phases like a military operation.

While I was still waking up, she was out the door, grabbing deals, collecting stories, and occasionally coming home with things we didn’t even know existed.

Cartoon couple at a strategy table planning a Black Friday mission with maps, toy soldiers, and coffee; text reads “She had a plan… I just prayed.” — Some mapped out doorbusters… others just asked the Lord for protection.

What We Chase… and What We Don’t

It’s funny, isn’t it?

Black Friday reveals what people suddenly believe is urgent.

A toaster becomes a treasure.

An air fryer becomes a life necessity.

A TV the size of a garage door becomes a moral obligation.

And the moment the price drops, desire skyrockets.

But here’s the ironic twist:

We rarely chase spiritual things with the same determination.

Imagine Christians sprinting toward prayer like they sprint toward 70-inch TVs.

Picture people lining up at dawn for wisdom.

Visualize crowds trampling each other for a deeper walk with God.

Actually… maybe leave the trampling part out. Let’s keep this hypothetical.

Cartoon shoppers stretching like athletes before entering a store, with the text “Let the games begin.” — Because why run a marathon when you can sprint for a toaster at 4 a.m.?

What Jesus Says Really Matters

Jesus gives us a perspective that cuts right through the chaos:

**“Don’t store up treasures here on earth,

where moths eat them and rust destroys them,

and where thieves break in and steal.

Store your treasures in heaven…

Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be.”

— Matthew 6:19–21 (NLT)**

You could paraphrase it like this:

“Don’t sell your soul for a toaster.”

Black Friday isn’t the villain.

But it does shine a bright fluorescent light on the things we chase without thinking.

Three sleepy Black Friday shoppers wrapped in blankets, holding coffee while waiting in a 5 A.M. line, with the text “Blessed are the caffeinated.” — When the spirit is willing but the eyelids are heavy… truly, blessed are the caffeinated.

A Moment of Honesty: What Are We Really Running After?

Maybe the frenzy of Black Friday reflects more than bargain-hunting.

Maybe it reveals a bit of the restless chasing inside all of us.

The holiday season amplifies everything — joy, grief, comparison, pressure, loneliness, excitement, disappointment.

It’s a strange emotional stew that can leave us feeling both full and empty at the same time.

So here are the real questions:

What am I chasing that won’t matter in a month?

What am I neglecting that has eternal value?

Am I running after God… or am I just running?

Two shopping carts dramatically crashing into each other during a chaotic Black Friday scene, items flying everywhere, with the text “Lord, give me patience.” — When the shopping carts start acting like bumper cars… Lord, give me patience. And maybe steel-toed shoes.

A Personal Story — The Non-Black-Friday Shopper

Wendy used to tell me, “You stay home. I’ve got this.”

And judging by the shopping bags she brought back, she did have it.

Her joy in the adventure said something I didn’t realize then:

It wasn’t really about the deals.

It was the thrill of giving.

Finding meaningful gifts.

And creating memories around the holidays — memories I didn’t know I would cling to years later.

Meanwhile, I was sipping coffee in peace, warm, untrampled, and very thankful.

Two women tugging dramatically on the same air fryer during a Black Friday sale, each with exaggerated expressions of determination, with the text “For $39.99? Absolutely.” — When the deal is too good and dignity is… negotiable.

The Real Toaster: Gratitude, Contentment, and Christ

At the end of the day, Black Friday is harmless fun… unless it steals your peace.

Here’s what Paul reminds us:

**“And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts…”

— Colossians 3:15 (NLT)**

Peace is better than any sale.

Contentment outlasts every discount.

Gratitude never goes out of stock.

I’m not saying don’t buy the toaster.

I’m just saying don’t let your soul get trampled in the process.

Cartoon Jesus raising an eyebrow while Black Friday shoppers run by with bags and boxes; text reads “This… was not the plan.” — Somewhere between “love your neighbor” and “doorbusters at dawn,” we may have drifted a bit.

A Lighthearted Closing Blessing

If you venture out on Black Friday, may your deals be amazing, your patience be supernatural, and your toes remain unstepped on.

But more importantly — may you chase Jesus more passionately than any sale, any season, or any shiny thing this world can offer.

Before You Go…

If you want more holiday encouragement, you can read the rest of this year’s Thanksgiving posts here:

https://www.discipleblueprint.com/category/thanksgiving

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Let’s spread joy without stepping on anyone’s shoes.