Today I got to enjoy the pleasures of a car accident. Nobody got hurt my car is just a little banged up and my insurance is sure to sky rocket but nothing serious. The wreck today kind of acted as a metaphor to how my life has been recently. A wreck, not in the sense of everything falling apart and breaking though, but more in the sense of wow that was unexpected how come I couldn’t prevent that.
The unexpected jolt from not being able to stop my car and avoid careening into the behind of a brand new Ford F-150 platinum, with full leather interior and heated seats is a metaphor for how unpredictable life can be. Never did I expect to develop romantic feelings towards one of my closest friends, or suddenly have a problem with another one. I didn’t think I’d be sleeping on a friends couch just about every night for the past month. Or that my brother would start acting like a cocky jerk all the time and not realize there are repercussions from not respecting women and elders. I didn’t think That my ex girlfriend would send me a well written essay over text about how it would be a better world with a dead version of me. I never assumed that I’d receive a phone call about a life long friend getting stabbed four times at work and barely surviving. All these are examples of how unexpected life can be. Laced inside each and everyone of these situations is some sort of lesson placed there by God.
The damage to my car is a metaphor for my life as a sinner. I am damaged. Damaged from past experiences and life choices that do not directly reflect God. We all are because none of us are perfect. Sinning is what we all do best. Recently I feel like I’m not focused on what’s important. I’m to focused on what the Lord has given to me and not my relationship with Him.
