I mention this now because Cecil (my CR-V) is in the shop––the victim of a younger driver who was driving a lifted Ford 250 Super Cab. Said driver was unaware that I was sitting in the right turn lane that he suddenly realized he needed. Unaware, that is, until he backed into me.
I could see it coming, and even though he was only going about five mph and I wasn’t going anywhere, there was enough damage to warrant a hefty repair bill.
Though I was shook up, I can’t say that I was upset, because Cecil’s dents came right in the middle of the California wildfires that were blazing out of control, eating up everything in their paths. People lost houses and loved ones. Cecil was still able to be driven.
But that wasn’t my only lesson in perspective. The day I dropped him off at the shop was the same day a friend of mine returned from San Francisco from her yearly post-cancer check up. She had an all clear. She is still cancer free. Cecil is a car.
This isn’t my first lesson in perspective, and I am sure it won’t be my last. As things happen, I have to remember that these inconveniences––even the expensive ones––pale in comparison to real heartaches and tragedies.
And finally, I need to remind myself of the most important perspective we need to have––the eternal perspective: Even in our safest of times, when life and property feel most secure, both will eventually pass away. Then what?
The world is passing away, and also its lusts; but the one who does the will of God lives forever. (1 John 2:17)