Road talk <3

I have had this thought on my mind for several weeks so here we go…hope it speaks to someone.

First, three seemingly unrelated scenes that float through this blonde brain every time I log yet another trip on the highways and byways of this grand country of ours.

1. When I was a kid we logged a lot of miles in the car…my parents were older when they had me so my dad retired while I was still pretty young. They loved to travel and we spent most summers on the road not to mention long trips to visit family members over the years.

While I, sadly, have forgotten most of the important stuff I learned as a child, any story of impending doom seemed to immediately get etched on my brain in the deepest trenches of my memory bank.

At one point on one of our many road trips, my mom casually mentioned how she had read about some kids dropping large rocks off of an overpass onto the interstate below.

She pointed out how awful that would be if it hit the windshield of a passing car.

From that moment and for the rest of my life, I have caught by breath as I scanned all approaching overpasses for any malevolent, rock throwing kids; mentally preparing to brake or swerve or meet Jesus.

2. Russ has always been so kind to provide me with a nice car to drive. And while I have been known to leave kleenex debris in the cupholder and coffee stains…E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E….and have, on multiple occasions, knicked the tires and scraped the rims by cutting a corner too close and grazing, if not flat out scaling the curb, I do try to take good care of the vehicles I am given.

So I was sick one day when I noticed little flecks of chipped paint on the hood of one car. I took it to our auto repair guy and asked what could have happened. He said it’s just normal wear and tear. Small rocks and gravel get kicked up on the highway and chip the paint.

which leads to …

3. What about those open-to-the-air trucks that are hauling real rock and gravel or other miscellaneous missile-type stuff…and sometimes pieces fly off just as you are passing the truck…and CRACK you hear it hit the windshield?

So there are the three scenes….each one resulting in damage…

one – premeditated….

one – just part of the nature of the road and moving vehicles…

and one – the negligence of someone that causes harm to someone else.

All have the potential to leave damage in their wake…whatever the motive of the perpetrator.

So here’s the deal…on this journey of life we are going to incur damage…

Sometimes evil drops rocks on us from out of nowhere…

Sometimes life just kicks up gravel and we get in the way…

Sometimes the careless actions of others end up leaving us with dents and cracks…

and sometimes…we cut corners and create our own self-damage…

But no matter the source, the solution is always the same.

Whatever the source of our hurting might be, the source of our healing is always found in Jesus Christ.

Draw close to Him and allow Him to minister to you, and trust Him to deal with the heart issues of those who have wounded you.

He is faithful and He is kind.

He is merciful and He is just.

He is interested in making you whole again and He will move heaven and earth to do so.

May God bless you as you lean into Him and allow Him to do what only He can do <3

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  1. Good grief we need to form a sisterhood of people who think this way! The most terrifying is on route 48 as you go out toward Farm and Fleet, or in my case Fair Havens, and there is that train driving along like it has no idea it is way to big for that bridge. On a serious note, I love how you weave the everyday into an analogy that teaches us about our wonderful Savior! You blessed me today!

    1. It is always the posts that I think…wow…people are going to write me off as crazy for sure…that help me realize how we all struggle with such common thoughts. Love you Susan <3 Glad I didn't delete it as I actually considered doing! <3

  2. Hahahahaha! Thank you for this post. Love how you take your daily thoughts and turn them into a practical lesson about God. You are a blessing to me.

  3. Oh Laura! We are kindred spirits when it comes to our driving mishaps. I totally identify with every one of the examples you gave. I feel so badly when I exit the bank drive- through and forget once again how those curbs ruin tires if you don’t navigate them exactly right. And the rocks being dropped from the overpasses; I remember thinking about those also. Have you ever thought about the very old railroad bridges collapsing right on top of you at the moment you drive under them? I’m not in fear of these things, I just think it’s interesting that we’ve thought the same things. (you don’t have to print this if you don’t want to!) Anyway, I thought of Ann Voskamp’s perspective as I read the meat of this devotion. I love how God is in the business of taken our bad brokenness and making good brokenness from it. God is so wonderful! He is worthy to be praised!

    1. Are you kidding?? Of course I am going to publish this – I laid awake half the night thinking maybe I shouldn’t post because who thinks these things?? Love it Susan!!! Thank you so much for getting what I was saying and what a relief to know I am not the only one!! And yes, yes, yes on the railroad bridges! I look at the sides every time to see if they are crumbling! And not really fear, but just like you said! Bless you for sharing. You made my day <3

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