Good Folks, it is the first Friday in August. Tick tock, tick tock when our school kids return to the classrooms. Lots of preparations, prayers and support needed for all involved. To the parents and guardians of our kids, God’s strength and patience be yours. To the teachers, administrators and support staff, may an extra measure of the grace from God ambush you daily.
Some weeks ago I was driving down Interstate 35 when I came across a billboard that read: “Car Wrecks Suck.” The words caught my attention. I was unable to see the name of the law firm who purchased the space. This got me to ponder this epistle.
If you have ever been in a car wreck, it is not a good day. First, possible injuries. Some, lifelong. Second, property damage. Then dealing with the insurance company, and the list of issues begin to compile. You reach a point of screaming, throwing something, or maybe binge eating to release your momentary frustrations. Ever been there folks?
One day, many years ago, before marriage and college graduation (1976), my really nice Bonneville vehicle was parked outside my parent’s house on the street. One morning, I went to the car to begin my day until I noticed that my rear bumper was now where my back seat is located. The car was totaled. Hit and run. I cannot remember many of the vehicles I have driven, but I do remember that one. “Car wrecks do suck.”
Life can have wrecks as well. We get hit at various levels and various times. The death of a beloved, disease, disappointments, betrayal, unanswered prayers that we genuinely believe should be answered immediately. “I want my prayer answered right now God, in this fashion with these parameters. Are you hearing me? I’m waiting.”
Life can have wrecks. I have a friend in Beaumont who owns a great car paint and body shop, “Collison and Classics.” Gerald Condon and his staff have perfected the art of fixing your vehicle’s paint scratches, dents, and wrecks to a point that if he can fix it, it will look like new. However much is fixed and made to look like new, you know the journey of the car. You know the journey of your life. And God continues to put his arms around our shoulders and walks alongside. God sends his Spirit to whisper in our ears at the right moment, “You are my beloved.” And somehow, at the right moment, the hymn that comes to mind is, “It is Well with My Soul.”
Even when we feel that our soul is not well, we put hands and heart into the One that can heal and help us in this highway of life. Drive safely. Buckle up.
Never forget: God does what God does best. The answer lies in The Book.
See you Sunday in church.
Blessings from Duncanville, Pastor Frank