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I Flew For The First Time In Five Months

It’s been five months since I’ve been up in the air, but I finally flew the other day. Last year I flew right through the winter, but it’s more difficult to fly now. 

I flew for the first time in five months

… Oh no, I’m not talking about COVID-19 restrictions; I’m talking about flying my drone. 

A year ago I could take my drone up with few restrictions on the airspace I could fly in. Not this year. The restrictions are plenty, so choosing a place to fly my drone is difficult and requires going a good distance out of the city.

Along with all the restrictions, there are weather factors to consider in winter. The temperature can’t be too cold or the battery might freeze and my drone might fall out of the sky … not to mention my fingers might freeze off while holding the controller. 

I have experience with freezing fingers … playing pond hockey way past the time hypothermia starts to kick in. 

… Or being in the thick of a snowball fight, when the snow is really wet and your gloves have soaked through. You can’t stop or you will get pelted, but in those temperatures your hands become one with the snowball – frozen! 

But earlier this week I finally managed to take my drone out. It was perfect for a flight – well, somewhat. 

It had been a great day on the Saturday, but I wasn’t able to get out. Then Sunday it rained all day. The forecast for Monday was the same but turned out to be nice. So late in the day I decided to get out there. 

What I didn’t know was they had lifted the ban on using trails and walking paths. When I got to the spot I had planned for my flight, the parking lot was full of cars. 

The spot was an old railway line that has been converted into a walking, jogging, hiking, biking trail. I’ve been there before with maybe a car or two. Not this day. There were more cars than the parking area could hold.

I tried another spot farther up the trail. Same thing. It was like everyone decided, “Let’s go walking and biking today.” 

I did eventually find a place to park and I got my drone in the air. 

I wasn’t really interested in filming anything, and believe me there wasn’t much that was interesting to film at this spot. 

Everything is still brown; there is no colour. Other than evergreen trees, there aren’t even leaves on the trees.

I just wanted to get flying again, and practise some techniques so that when I get a chance to film something interesting I will be able to pull off the shot in a cool way only drones can capture.

Five months off of flying is a long time but, much like riding a bike, you don’t forget how to do it. 

I hope now that spring has sprung, it won’t be so long in between flights.

Here’s the thing: When was the last time you spent time with God or spent more than two minutes reading your Bible? How long has it been since you’ve been to church? Well, all it takes is some desire and inspiration to do it. Plan a time to meet with God; pick up your Bible and read; stream a church service … I know of a good one (Kingston Alliance Church on YouTube.com).

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: You have more free time right now – what are you doing with it? Leave your comments and questions below. 

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I Actually Did What I’ve Been Meaning To Do

The other day I actually did something I’ve been meaning to do for a long time. 

I actually did what I've been meaning to do

For sure it’s because of the isolation that I did it, but I’m really glad I gave it some time.

In this “post-busy” society we live in, I think everyone is finding new or different things to do than normal. 

A large segment of our lives has been cut out. We don’t go out anymore; we stay home. 

I’m reminded of that everyday I go in to work. I pass a roadside work sign that states in large block letters (so you know they are yelling it), “STAY HOME; STAY SAFE”.

Any recreation, hobbies, meetings, events or activities you used to do are not happening right now. 

Everyone is looking for things to do around their homes. 

I’ve noticed lots of activity at the hardware stores so some people must be doing home projects. Spring is here so others are getting to work cleaning up their yards.

Then there are some who are making up games to play. It’s fun to watch the crazy stunt tricks and downright ridiculousness people are posting on YouTube and instagram these days – all things from around their homes. 

One thing I’ve been meaning to do for years is shoot some hoops.  

We have an adjustable basketball net in our driveway and every day I come in and out of the garage and have to avoid it. Many times I’ve thought I should go out and take some shots … but I’ve always got something else to do. I’m on my way here or there; I have to do this or that. 

But not anymore. 

For the record, I have been working a lot. I’ve even been doing extra and learning the technical aspects of live-streaming which has taken a lot of time. 

But the other day I decided to take a few shots. I had nothing else to do except watch TV and I try not to get sucked in to that too early in the evening. 

It’s been several years since I went out to shoot baskets. The only other time was a year ago with my son … and he killed me playing one-on-one. 

So I pumped up a ball and went outside. I tried to raise the net to 10 feet but the mechanism wouldn’t engage and hold the net up that high. 

It was not that exciting shooting on a 7.5 foot net so I didn’t last too long. 

But the next day … 

The next day I got inspired, got some tools out and took the mechanism that raises and lowers the backboard and rim apart. 

It was a very quick fix.  

I then spent a good hour or so taking shots. My wife, Lily, came out part way through and we took shots together. 

I’d been meaning to do it for so long. I had no excuse and lots of time. 

Here’s the thing: Maybe there is something spiritual that has been nagging at you for some time. You’ve thought of studying something in the Bible, or investigating a question you’ve had. Maybe you thought of memorizing scripture, or discovering what faith in God is all about. Well, now is the time. You have the time, so take it and develop your spiritual side. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What is something you’ve been meaning to do, and now you could actually do it?  Leave your comments and questions below.

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Livestream – Keeping the Service Live

In my last post, I talked about how we came to livestream our service (check that out here). It happened much sooner than I thought it would.

Livestream -Keeping the Service Live

I have a YouTube channel (check it out here), where I post drone videos. We didn’t want to spend a lot of money on live-streaming because we weren’t sure we’d need it for more than a few weeks. Since our goal was to keep it cheap, my free YouTube channel was the perfect solution for our streaming service and platform.

But having a streaming service was just the first step. 

I could easily film myself in front of my laptop with its built-in webcam, but there was no way we could stream a service that way. 

I did have an old video camera that I haven’t used much lately. In fact, since the iPhone started taking good pictures and videos, I haven’t used that camera at all.

Fortunately it had a HDMI video port on it. 

If right about now you are thinking that this is getting a little too technical, that is exactly what I was thinking to myself last Saturday morning. 

I started looking at how-to videos on my computer, and the morning quickly turned into the afternoon.

I learned a lot from all those videos. One thing I learned was that you can’t just plug your camera with a HDMI port into your computer and see the picture. You need something to transform the camera feed into something the computer can make visual.  

That reality had me drive downtown to a store to pick up a cam link – probably one of only two in the whole city. But I got it and it wasn’t too expensive.

I remember driving back home from the store and thinking, “What if this doesn’t work with my camera?” … because the 14-year-old kid, who told me about the cam link on his instructional video, said that it only worked with some cameras.

I was fully prepared that my 10-year-old camera – almost as old as the kid in the video – would not work with this miracle connector.

When I got home I found some free software on the internet that I installed on my computer to communicate with the camera feed. I plugged it all in and it was one of those “praise the Lord” moments. The picture from the camera was visible on my laptop. 

I was amazed and grateful.

It felt like those times when you didn’t study the night before a big test, and felt bad, nervous and pessimistic that you would even pass. And then, out of the blue, beyond any possibility, your teacher was sick and the test was postponed. 

That’s how I felt. It was great.

… Then it was back to the online tutorial videos to figure out how to connect this new software with my YouTube streaming. 

I must have watched one online instructional video about fifteen times in order to finally put all the steps together and be able to livestream on my YouTube channel. 

The next day, we did it for real and the results were great. Our first livestream went off without a glitch!  

… Now we have to repeat it this week.

Here’s the thing: When you have gathered together all the equipment for livestream, you still have to learn how to put it all together. When you place your faith in Christ, that is only the start. Next you have to begin the learning curve of being a disciple. Don’t stop at faith; keep growing in that faith.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What have you bought that you never took the time to learn how to properly use? Leave your comments and questions below.

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It’s Pancakes For Lunch Today; That Might Not Be Good

“How about pancakes for lunch” my wife suggested at noon on Saturday. It is one of our go-to weekend lunches.

But since it’s early in the year and there’s still all kinds of sugar pumping through my veins, from chocolates to candy to baking, I’m not sure it’s wise to have something so sugar-laden.

If you are thinking that it doesn’t have to be that sweet, then you’ve never seen me eat pancakes.

First you have to stack them, about 6 or 7 high, and then you create a waterfall scene with the maple syrup flowing down into puddles on the plate below. 

It reminds me of a scene right from the Bible. You know when Elijah had altar wars with the prophets of Baal? Elijah dowsed his altar with water and more water, so that the water filled the trough around the bottom of the altar. Then he called on God to bring fire and burn up the water – which God did.

Well, my pancake scene reminds me of the altar with all the water being poured on it before God lit it on fire.

Anyway, the syrup is sweet and plentiful, but then there are the pancakes themselves. 

My wife, Lily, doesn’t just make regular pancakes. She make banana chocolate pancakes. Into the batter she adds mashed bananas and chocolate chipits. These babies are sweet all on their own!

Now it’s possible I could show some restraint with how many pancakes I take, and even limit the syrup I use, but I know how it goes.

I look at my stack and think, “maybe one more”, and when I’m pouring on the syrup, sometimes it’s hard to pull up on that spout when that golden brown elixir is flowing so smoothly in slow motion fashion. 

No, I think it was a mistake to say I’d have pancakes for lunch. Maybe by about the middle of February my sugar levels will start to go down to an acceptable percentage level.

We use real maple sugar on our pancakes and I’m not sure if that is better or worse than using that fake stuff by Aunt Jemimah that my son seems to love so much. 

… There must be something seriously wrong with him that he would prefer that coloured water with some artificial flavour added in. 

But I don’t mind because when it comes to any kind of saucing of food, that kid knows no limit. It doesn’t matter if it is gravy, hot sauce, or syrup, if it is something that you pour over food Mike floods his plate with it. 

So his choice means more syrup for me. He can just use that cheap imitation stuff to his heart’s content. 

But this doesn’t solve my sugar problem today. Maybe having hot wings with Franks Red Hot for dinner will counter all the sweetness I’m having at noon. 

Why not? It satisfies my conscience.

Here’s the thing: You can have too much of a good thing to the point where it’s not good for you. But you can’t have too much of God. In fact, when you are low, an extended time of thanking Him will lift your spirits. And if you are full of joy, thankful praise will motivate you further to love and good deeds. No matter what’s flowing through your soul, time focussed on God will produce good fruit. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: When was the last time you took an extended time to thank the Lord? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Wrote In My Sleep, Well Almost

You have heard about sleep walking, and talking in your sleep, but have you heard of writing in your sleep?

I Wrote In my sleep

I googled it and was surprised to find that there were some results that came up. There was a definition and a few articles that had sleep writing in the title but really weren’t about writing when you are asleep. 

It’s a crazy notion that anyone could do such a thing … but I came close the other night. 

When I was young, my mother had told me that I talked in my sleep. Sometimes she had conversations with me. The words I said, however, didn’t make any sense, and often the sounds that I made were more like the teacher’s from the Charlie Brown cartoons.

Talking in your sleep is rather harmless … unless you have some really juice topics or secrets that you reveal to someone who may be awake and in ear shot of you.

It’s nothing like walking in your sleep. Now that could be potentially dangerous! … especially if you lived in an apartment with a balcony or a house with a long, steep set of stairs. 

You would want to make sure the door to the balcony was locked every night and, if there were stairs, you would need one of those baby gates, regardless if there were children in the home.

But sleep writing is a whole different matter. It takes much more coordination and even some planning to pull it off. Somehow you have to have your eyes open and be able to see what you are writing on. You need light. 

The other night I didn’t really sleep write but I was close to it. 

I had a very brief talk that I had to give (about 2-4 minutes) and I had some trouble coming up with what I should say.

I guess sometime in the middle of the night I was half asleep thinking about how to start the talk. As I tossed and turned, I managed to determine that it would be a good idea to write some things down. 

I got my phone out and opened up a notes app. I started with “Welcome” and then I just kept writing. In my 3 am dosing state it seemed to flow pretty well. In no time I had finished and written down what I wanted to communicate in the talk.

I turned off my phone and went back to sleep.  

The next morning, driving home from hockey, I remembered that I had written out my talk, but I couldn’t recall any of the actual words. 

As I pulled into our garage, I chuckled to myself and wondered if it made any sense at all.

I told my wife, Lily, and pulled out my phone to read what I had written. When I finished reading it, we both looked at each other with shock. 

It was perfect … exactly what I needed to say.

Here’s the thing: It’s neat that God gave me that message and in my tired, half awake state, I just wrote what He gave me. The Bible writers (40 of them) wrote within their own style, from their own backgrounds, what God gave them to communicate. And to think they did this over almost a 2000 year span, maintaining a perfectly consistency message that points to Christ. That’s not just neat, it’s miraculous!

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: Have you ever sensed that God gave you a message to give to someone? Leave your comments and questions below.

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Taking The Plunge On The Right Opportunity

When the right opportunity presents itself, you have to take the plunge.

plunge, hockey stick curve

If you don’t, you end up kicking yourself later – like when you missed the sale and the store is now out of the product you want … and they don’t know when they will be getting more.

It’s a bad feeling. When you have experienced it once, you don’t want to experience it again.

So I bought the hockey stick last week. … That’s right, that was my right opportunity. I found a stick with my curve pattern. That might not sound like a big deal, but stores don’t normally stock my stick pattern. 

Hockey sticks all have a pattern name and number unique to the curve of that stick, and specific to their manufacturers. I’ve been using the same curve for twenty plus years. But fewer and fewer people are using the heal curve and now it is near impossible to find it. 

So when you see one in the stores, you really have to consider taking the plunge and doling out the $100 or more to get it. 

There are lots of people who spend more money on their hockey sticks, but not many who spend more time on them than I do. 

Finding a stick is a long process, but so is getting it ready to use. 

I cut my sticks down. In fact, the guys I play with tease me for using junior sticks.  

But not only do I cut my sticks down by maybe eighteen inches, I also use a six inch wood insert at the top of the handle. And before I’m ready to tape it, I take a rasp to that wood handle and shave it down so that it comfortably fits in the palm of my right hand. Then I take a heat gun to both the stick and handle to insert the handle into the shaft of the stick. 

Finally, I’m ready to tape the stick. 

The other day I was in a sports store, checking out their selection of hockey sticks … because that’s what I do. 

I’m ever hopeful that I will find a stick with my curve – it’s the Lidstrom curve. Nicolas Lidstrom was a NHL all-star who played for the Detroit Red Wings for twenty seasons but hasn’t played since 2012.

My stick’s curve pattern is still referred to as the Lidstrom curve. Every store clerk that knows anything about hockey sticks, even if he never saw Nick Lidstrom play hockey, knows the name. 

So when I found a Lidstrom stick last week, I bought it. 

The next day I used the stick for the first time and, based on how I felt about it after the game, I went back and bought another one.

Yes, I dropped $200 on two sticks, one of which I might not cut down and use for a couple of years. But I took the plunge because the opportunity was before me and the next time I need a stick, I might not be able to find one. 

Here’s the thing: When you are presented with the right opportunity, you need to take the plunge. Christ came into our world to live a sinless life and take upon Himself the punishment for our sin. He did this so that we could be accepted by God who is Himself sinless. There is no possible way we can be accepted by God on our own. What Christ has done is an opportunity we can’t get any other way. Don’t miss this opportunity – take the plunge.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What opportunity are you being presented with right now? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Was Persuaded By Something Little

The other day it was a little thing that persuaded me to think, embrace, and cheer for something against my intentions.

I Was Persuaded

On Sunday I watched the Grey Cup, which is the Canadian football equivalent to the NFL’s Super Bowl. I’m not saying these two championships are equal in any respects. I’m just saying that what the Super Bowl is to the NFL, the Grey Cup is to the CFL – the national championship.

I won’t get deep into all the differences, but the NFL has bigger, faster, more skilled players than the CFL, while the CFL has a bigger field, uses bigger footballs and has more players on the gridiron.

But that’s all a side note.

Now you can persuade me on many topics; I will listen to logic. But when it comes to sports, I will not be persuaded for any reason. 

… Well, maybe one little reason. 

And it was a little reason that had me cheering for a team that I had no previous interest in.

The Winnipeg Blue Bombers and the Hamilton Tiger-Cats went head-to-head on Sunday to determine who was the best in the country.

Neither team was my favourite, but if there was some kind of pull or rationale for cheering for one team, it should have been for Hamilton. 

You see, I’ve never lived in Winnipeg. I’ve only ever driven through it and flown into the airport on maybe three occasions. I’ve only stayed there to attend a conference, and stayed overnight in another part of the province maybe three or four nights in my life. 

Whenever I’ve driven through Winnipeg I’ve taken the ring road that goes around the city – except for one time before the ring road was built. 

I have no ties, no history, no probable cause to cheer for the Bombers.

On the other hand, Hamilton is in the same province I was raised in and currently live in. My son worked there for a couple of years – though he refused to live there – and I have slept overnight in Hamilton while attending conferences.

I guess what I’m saying is I have more reason to cheer for Hamilton than Winnipeg.

Hamilton is known as the Hammer, the armpit of Canada, while Winnipeg is the Windy City with mosquitos the size of Canadian geese.

If I had to choose who to cheer for in the Grey Cup this year, it should have been the Ti-cats … but I cheered for the Blue Bombers instead. 

Even more out of place, the week before I had cheered for Winnipeg over Regina, though I went to college in Regina for four years, and attended a few Roughrider games at Taylor Field. 

What persuaded me to cheer for the other side?

One little thing: a friend of mine bleeds Blue and Gold. I’ve seen this man’s heart trampled by his team so many times I can’t count them. This guy is passionate for Winnipeg like no one else and the team has gone 29 years without a Grey Cup victory.

The little thing that persuaded me to cheer for the Winnipeg Blue Bombers was that I couldn’t bare to see this guy go down in flames again. I felt so bad for him.

… Maybe my cheering paid off. The Blue Bombers defeated the Tiger-Cats decisively.

Here’s the thing: Maybe we don’t think enough about Christ’s sacrifice for us. If we did, we might be persuaded more often to side with Him, and to say no to sin and yes to following His will.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: How much does Christ’s love sacrifice mean to you? Think about that for a while.   Leave your comments and questions below.

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Reflecting On Your Life Is The Start Of A Change

Today, after I got home from the rink, I was reflecting on my play. 

reflecting on your life

It wasn’t my most stellar day on the ice: in the first shift I ran into one of my teammates by the boards and fell down. In two attempts to get up, I fell or almost fell over again. 

Some of the guys I’ve played with for years got concerned. They know I’ve had a heart attack … and that it happened playing hockey … though that was seven years ago. 

Several guys asked me if I was alright, and suggested that I should sit on the bench for a bit. 

I knew that I was fine, but I did feel a little embarrassed that I had trouble getting back up on my feet.

If I had a video of me playing pickup with the boys last year at this time, and compared it to video of my game today, I think it would show a huge difference.

I’ve lost a few really noticeable steps in my game, and in only one year.

It’s similar to watching a movie you like over and over again for years. Then when the actor makes a new movie, you notice, “Wow. They’ve all of a sudden really aged.” 

You were so used to seeing them at the age they were when the first movie came out that it’s a shocker to see them in their present state.

The Bourne movies are like that for me. There were three movies that came out over the course of three years: Bourne Identity, Bourne Supremacy, and Bourne Ultimatum.

They are probably my favourite movies of all time. I’ve watched them over and over.

Then, about nine years later, they made another Bourne movie that was simply called, “Jason Bourne”.

Wow, what a difference! The actor, Matt Damon, had really aged in that one. He still had some of his brilliance from the earlier movies, but he was a little more ragged. 

We don’t see the aging process in the movies. The actors are stuck in time; they seem timeless.

Oh, but not me; I’ve aged. I’m only one year older than last year, but I feel like I’m five years older on the ice.

For me it’s not a time trick or a movie illusion. As I was reflecting on it today, for me it’s my knee.

My knee has been causing me problems (I wrote about it here) and has then made my on-ice experience more complicated.

Because my knee has been weak, I haven’t exercised much. I’ve also cut down on how much hockey I play this year. Those are two things that degrade my play.

But there is another spinoff effect and that is, I’ve gained weight. I’m about 10 pounds heavier than last year at this time and, for me, that’s a big deal when skating.  

Because my knee has been sore, I’ve not exercised and, because I’ve not exercised, I’ve gained weight. 

So today, reflecting on all these issues have made me feel like I’ve aged several years on the ice. 

Somehow I need to roll back the time.

Here’s the thing: If there’s something in your life that you’re putting off dealing with, something that you think you don’t need to make right with God at this time, beware that it might not take long before your life shows signs of problems in other areas because of one area you refused to make right with God. Don’t make that mistake. At present, you may be showing more than your age.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What do you need to take to God right now? Leave your comments and questions below.

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Your Brain Never Stops Working

Have you noticed how you brain works even when you’re not thinking? 

Your Brain Never Stops Working

It’s sort of like when you turn your car off but the radio continues to work until you pull the keys out of the ignition. You can turn your car off and just sit there with the music playing away … no down time, no stop and start. It just keeps on playing. 

What’s interesting about that is, if you get in your car and put the keys in the ignition, the radio will not play until you turn the key to the “on” position.

Your car windows work like that too. If you turn your car off and quickly hit the window button, the windows will close or open as if the car was still on. 

It’s like you’ve unplugged it but there’s still some electricity flowing through the wires … or something like that.

The other morning I was going to play hockey at 7 a.m. which means I leave the house at about 6:30 a.m. The arena is close by and it IS 6:30 in the morning, so there’s no sense getting there too early.

The day before I had checked my email with the when and where details. I knew the place well; I had been to that arena already once that week.  

Hauling my gear to the car and drove straight there, avoiding all the traffic lights. I pulled into the parking lot, lifted my hockey bag out of the trunk and started to walk towards the front entrance. 

I had only taken 10 steps when I stopped. This was at the wrong arena. Keep in mind it was 6:30 in the morning.

I had not forgotten what arena I was playing at. There was no sudden reminder on my cell phone.

No, I matter of factly stopped in the middle of the parking lot and turned around. I put my hockey equipment back in the car, started the engine and drove to the rink I was supposed to be at.

I knew all along where I was playing but, as I was thinking of other things, my brain was still working and took me to the ice pad I usually play at on Saturdays … just like when you unplug a battery charger and the “on” light stays lit from some residual power still running through the charger. 

My brain was still working. I was thinking about the song on the radio, about where I needed to be after hockey, about how I got all green lights on the way to the arena. 

So my brain just took me to hockey – well, where I play hockey through the week and almost every Saturday.

I was not surprised when I started thinking again that I was at the wrong place. I just chuckled and thought to myself, “I hope I really did get all green lights on the way to the rink!”

Here’s the thing: What you have learned, what is ingrained in your memory, will come back to you when you need it. If you’ve engrained some sin in your life, when you are not thinking, you can bet your brain is still working and will lead you right back into it. But if you learn deeply the things of God, and stow them away in your brain – God’s Word, His promises, or what He thinks of you – then when you’re not thinking, or not thinking well, your brain will lead you to God’s truth concerning what you need at that time. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question; What do you most need to store away in your brain right now? – Scripture verses or God’s promises to you? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Don’t Know What I Should Do

I’m sitting here this morning unsure of what to do.

don't know

Last night my car got rear-ended. It wasn’t a big hit; there are no aches and pains resulting from the jolt.  

But the guy who hit me doesn’t want me to report it … he doesn’t want the demerit points.  

There’s a big part of me that wants to be nice and make it easy on the guy. But there is another part of me that wonders if I will be screwed over if I don’t report it and go through the regular channels.

If the accident had have happened on a weekday, I would be getting an estimate right now and calling the guy, asking how he is going to pay for it all. But it’s the weekend and I don’t think I’m going to find a collision shop that’s open.  

Plus, I am going away for a couple of days at the first of the week and that will delay an estimate even longer. 

I’m thinking time is of the essence. I have to know if this guy is going to pay for my car to get fixed or if I need to just report it and have the insurance worry about it.

As it is right now, the latch closes on the trunk but it doesn’t lock. The screen on the dashboard constantly shows a picture of the trunk being open.

I don’t want to be mean, but I don’t want to get left holding the bag, so to speak. 

I think I will try the dealership where I bought the car to see if someone there can give me an estimate of the cost. Then I will visit the guy who cuts my hair – he’s a real car guy. I’ll get him to take a look at it and see if he has any advice.

Other than that, I really feel in limbo right now. I’m a little nervous about waiting too long if I am going to report the accident. And I’m nervous about trusting this guy to come through.

He seemed so matter-of-fact about everything – like he’d done this often and it’s no big deal.

He said he was sorry but it was one of those sorries where you see the lips moving but are not sure there is any genuine feeling behind them.

It was almost like this was an inconvenience to him, and he wanted to wrap things up quickly so he could get to whatever he was going to do.  

In reality, there wasn’t much inconvenience to him at all. I doubt that there was any damage to his vehicle. He was driving a Jeep with big bars protecting his grill.

All the inconvenience is mine. If I don’t report this and he jams on me, this will be way beyond an inconvenience. I really need to make the right decision today.

Here’s the thing: Many times we act like the guy who hit my car. With sin, we are the ones at fault, but we act like it’s no big deal, and that it’s just an inconvenience to us. In reality, it was an inconvenience for Christ to go to the cross to pay for our sin. When I say “inconvenience” for Him, I mean way beyond inconvenience – a million times more. So when we sin and feel like it’s a minor infraction, think again at what it cost Christ to rectify that minor infraction for you.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: How would you assess your attitude to God when seeking His forgiveness? Leave your comments and questions below.