Hit and Run

The most annoying thing happened today.  While Mary and I were eating lunch someone decided to hit my car.  I now have a really big dent in my drivers’ side passenger door.  I don’t understand people sometimes, if you hit my car, fine, if I’m not around fine, but why can’t you leave a note?  Do you just not have insurance?  Are you that awful of a driver that one more accident and you would lose it?  If so do us all a favor and just stop driving all together.  It was between 11:30 and 12:30 so unless you are an alcoholic you were probably sober.  But it was at Ponderosa, a decidedly older eschewing restaurant so maybe you were just so old that you didn’t even realize that you did, but if you couldn’t hear the crunch and screech I suggest getting a better hearing aid.

Sometimes I just wonder what people are thinking, sometimes I wonder how people can be so inconsiderate, but then there are also times when I am floored by the goodness of people also.  I shared a group of pictures on facebook yesterday that showed how great people are capable of being.  In the beginning of the pictures I had a tear or two but by the end I was streaming tears, because sometimes people are so good that it just breaks my heart.  A girl who cared more about a competitor than an award, a group of Christians who realized the damage that the greater church has done to the people we are called to love apologizing for years of hatred, a bookstore owner who cares more about people reading than about how much they pay for the book.

I can’t tell you how many sermons I have heard that decried humanity, that suggested that because of one person eating some kind of fruit along time ago we are so baseless that we are incapable of doing good.  A man who has been hated embracing those who have hated tells me that just isn’t true.  A guy who jumps into a river to save a dog tells me that just isn’t true.  Being a Christian should help me to be more loving, but being a human being makes me capable of doing it also.  Way back when God created this world [in 7 days or 700 I don’t care] and created people from the Earth [which we often treat like garbage, but that’s another post] and call it and us good, one bad decision doesn’t change that.  At base we are at least equally capable as good as evil, it is our everyday choices that decide which we are going to be, J.K. Rowling in the guise of Prof Dumbledore knows this, “It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” [Chamber of Secrets pg. 333]

To that end, person who hit my car I am not happy about it, but I forgive you whoever you are, I just wish you had put your info down so you would know my forgiveness and it could take away your guilt, if you have any.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K