Today I want to share a story from a few years back when my work day routine included RUSH HOUR. note: rush & hour are both 4 letter words.. coincidence? I think not. And.. to be very clear.. I HATE RUSH HOUR and RUSH HOUR HATES ME!
Now to complicate this motor mecca madness when I was a participant in the daily commute of highway lemmings going to and fro work my car was getting older requiring a little TLC. To be honest I am no great mechanic, but the basics I can do. BUT I do remember when a time when my TLC car had problems starting. Since our car had the original battery, and with over 100,000 miles a good place to look was the battery. Piece of cake even for Jeff the Mechanic.. except WHERE IS THE BATTERY?
I have changed a few batteries in my years of owning cars, and have jump started plenty of them like most ice bound Northerners.. but again WHERE IS MY BATTERY? Under the hood would be a logical place to look.. right?... There are terminals for jump starting, BUT.. unless this car runs on a couple AA batteries.. IT AINT THERE.
So I get out the owners manual, check the index and find battery information is on page 146 where I am informed the battery is located 'CONVENIENTLY'.. NOT! in front of my driver side front tire behind a small panel in the wheel well. The manual then states the battery can be removed 'easily'.. NOT! by turning the steering wheel completely to the right providing 'easy' access.. NOT! to the battery panel.
WRONG, wrong, WRONG!!! First you must struggle and futz and maybe express yourself with a language where words longer than 4 LETTERS do not apply.. and could NEVER be described as a special prayer language.. then remove the front tire (thought the manual says I do not need to remove the tire) and then and only then replace the battery FROM MY WHEEL-WELL-HELL?
This process makes a good Christian fella like myself want to meet a Chrysler Auto Engineer and help him turn his other cheek as I kick him in his BIG left behind.
Maybe if Jesus walked this Earth today, would share this AAA Kingdom Parable...
Where access to the Kingdom of God is like gaining access to the car battery in a 2000 Cirrus Sedan. It can be done, but you need to commit to it.. get your hands dirty, maybe break a sweat, and maybe mutter this is too hard for this man to do.. but you persevere and find.. I now have a new battery in my car (like Jesus in my heart). Where my battery was once dead, I now have hope and a new life on the road that is right and narrow while avoiding the 666 off ramp to Hell.
Ok, that was a stretch.
BUT I did get my car is back together ready to participate in the daily motor madness. This was often a challenging process for this small town boy trapped in the big city around through and over potholes, tailgating, fender benders, avoiding the teen drivers who survive ONLY by the grace of God, and ..
slowing down to be amused by a few perplexing bumper sticker combo moments.
Have a great day with a safe drive to your daily destinations.
May God bless each of your days in great ways where you feel his very real presence even if your car battery is located in your wheel well.
Jeff (parking brake on) Larson
Let me leave you with a few more MOTOR TOONS
- The Time Honored Drive to Church
- The Drive Thru Prayer
- Keep your EYES on the Road and finally...
The mutterings on life and faith by cartoonist Jeff Larson