It’s been a bit of a rough week. Our impeccably cared for car had a major fault that was going to be cost prohibitive to repair. And of course it’s out of warranty by 17 months. Call me idealistic but I expect a longer lifspan from a new car. I felt taken advantage of.
As soon as I heard the car company wasn’t going to cover the fault (which relates to a recall issue on other batches) I was furious. And when I use the word furious I am employing no exaggeration whatsoever.
I couldn’t go to sleep, I was angry. I woke up before dawn, angry. Angry, angry, angry. I was seething with anger.
I wrote this in my journal,
I’m really angry right now about the car.
I’d forgotten I had this level of anger in me.
But now I need to lay it aside for my time with God.
I’m not exaggerating, about 30 seconds from making that decision I added
In the grand scheme of things the car doesn’t matter. Money doesn’t matter. It won’t last path death. But what will is the church and the souls in Hell. They are what matters.
I had instant and complete peace. It’s so true. When we measure our problems on the scale of eternity they suddenly become less.
The upside is, I’ve been inspired to write a short story I’m calling Out of Warranty.
Have a great day and keep things in the proper perspective.