“START” She yells pointing at the truck on the far end of the parking lot. Lights flash, diesel engine growls and jumps to life.
I have a magic truck. At least the kids think so. They point and yell “START” and sure enough it fires right up. (A few seconds after I push the auto-start button in my pocket, but don’t tell ;-)
That gizmo is amazing. I never would have bought one but it came with the truck. The guy who owned it before me was a genius for having it installed. I can start the truck from inside so it’s warmed up (or cooled off in the summer) when I’m ready to go. I like it most in the winter. It will run until it’s warm and then shut off. And then before it gets too cold it will start again. So, in the winter when it’s like a hundred and twelve below it will keep starting itself to keep from freezing up.
That is…if, IF, I remember to push the button.
Last night I forgot. Dog-gone-it! All I had to do was push a measly button. But I didn’t. I don’t know why I didn’t, I wish I would have, it was so simple. Now the truck is frozen solid.
The 7.3 liter diesel engine is a good engine but not real fond of cold weather, like me. ( I knew I should have headed south for the winter. If I would have this never would have happened what was I thinking staying here so long, I should have my head exa… sorry I digress)
Now, I push the button, point and yell “START, you low down dirty rotten piece of tin. Come on please, I'm sorry, just start this once and I'll never forget you again. START." It just groans like a teen-ager getting up for school.
Because of my lame-brain forgetfulness I have to bundle up like an Eskimo and attempt to wake this hibernating bear. It didn’t have to be this way. It would have been so simple. All of the hard work was done. The mechanisms were in place, all I had to do was push the button; before it was too late, before it got too cold.
Well, I guess I should try to look at the bright side. I mean, it could be worse. There are worse things than allowing my truck to get too cold to respond, to come alive.
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Like allowing it to happen... to my heart.
Today if you hear His voice, harden not your hearts. Hebrews 4:7
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6 comments:
I didn't see that punchline coming. This is good.
Minnesota fine wine ... thank you.
Oooh! You got me.
That
was
GOOD.
And you did it so succinctly, with just the right amount of embelishment. :D
"If you abide in Me, and my Word abides in you ..."
Great post, Doug! I hear you about this freezing weather...and if you'll allow me, I'd like to smile along with you at the total "daddy joke" of convincing your children than you can start the truck by some secret daddy-power. I'm SO GLAD God fashioned both mothers and strong, fun, solid men to help raise children.
God bless you today...and stay warm! :)
I was thinking of getting one of these gizmos for my father-in-law for Christmas. I think you've sold me on it.
Do they make them for the heart?
I love all the wisdom you so generously share, bless you.
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