Friday, June 26, 2015
I spent several mornings this week taking care of car issues. I love my car and have been careful with it but things happen. This is about the first mishap. It is from April 10, 2011
As I have mentioned, I often ask the Lord for something to write about. He answered my prayer this Sunday but not in the warm fuzzy way I was hoping for. I prefer that moment of clarity when I realize some great truth or noticing one of my students having a breakthrough. You see, I noticed something when I washed my car this afternoon; someone hit my still new Honda Fit yesterday. I know it was yesterday because I came out of the fitness club after working out and my outside mirror was turned sideways, the way they are constructed if contact is made. It was odd and I looked but saw no marks or scratches on my light blue 2010 model. (A lady at school says my Honda's shade of blue is periwinkle but I'm not sure.) But today, as I washed the bottom of driver's side door, I found it. There is a four-five inch place where the paint is gone accompanied by a small indention. I have to tell you my heart sank. For the past three hundred seventy-five day, I have tried to protect the car from any damage from weather, other drivers, or my own carelessness. It was on my mind in worship services tonight even as I tried to fight it off.
I knew it was coming eventually, the thing that causes our prized possession not to be quite so prized anymore. They had to know, the other driver. I can't believe you can bump another car with enough force to pop back a mirror and not know something was wrong. But, maybe they did get out and like me, saw nothing. Maybe they were scared or uninsured or .........., you fill in the blank. Truthfully, I've done the same. Maybe not with a car but I've done something wrong and hoped no one would notice. I've spoken harshly about another's character and hoped they wouldn't hear. I've acted innocent and thought NOBODY KNOWS. Of course, I always knew and the Lord always knew. Not much escapes His sight, does it? I can pray the guilty party has a change of heart and leaves a note on my windshield. That might be a tough example for me. I don't have enough paper to cover my hit and runs.
Applicable quote of the day:
"Accidents, try to change them - it's impossible. The accidental reveals man."
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Posted by Steve Hawley at 8:23 PM