Knock on wood. I have a fairly good driving history. One moving violation in front of an air force base in Nevada when I didn’t know the speed limit, and no accidents on the road. I can’t say the same in my own (or other’s) driveways. I’ve backed into mailboxes, a City of Aurora lamp post, garbage cans, and even my own daughter’s car. One time I backed into a car in a parking lot when another car decided to back out at the same time. My worst backing incident happened after I dropped a co-worker off to pick up her car at an auto body shop, and as I left, I backed into a car costing me $500.
I have a new car–my Kia Soul. It has a backing camera, and I’m loving it. I no longer have to rely on a pull-through parking space or worry about hitting a neighbor backing out of the garage. Someone surely created this amazing tool for people like me who do not have eyes on the back of the head.
Sometimes I feel as if I’m an accident waiting to happen. I drop things, I run into cupboards, open or shut doors, and yet I am blessed to have only a bruise and fractured spirit now and then.
I’m grateful God watches out for my back and picks me up, brushes me off, and lets me start over again.
Thanks, Lord, for the gift of grace. Amen.