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Friday, September 06, 2002


Cars, God and Whoop-Whoop

I was at a client presentation in Narellan for most of the day and have only just gotten back to the office. Narellan's somewhere out past Campbelltown. Joy. Grass and cows.

The financial advisor who was driving me to the presentation picked me up from home and as you can imagine, the trip to Narellan was rather lengthy! The trip out was the usual get-to-know-you talk (which actually ended in a raving about music session!). I mentioned several times that I was a Christian / went to church etc, but we didn't get into any serious conversation about it at that stage.

The trip back was the really challenging one. We started talking about how his car window got smashed and his work laptop stolen a few days ago. He said that he was "thanking God" that what happened, happened. I asked him what he meant and he said that it could have been worse - the car could have been stolen, the computer could have been his own, the window could have been uninsured etc - and that it served as a warning or a reminder to him to be more careful with things, but more than that, with his life in general. We started talking about this "reminder" and he said that he didn't know what it was - luck, karma or "someone up there".

I shared with him a little then about what I believe: that God is in control and that the life we live is more than just karma or luck. We discussed that we all have choices to make depending on what situation we're in - sure God knows every part of us and of our lives but He still gives us the choice, just like the initial choice we make to keep ignoring Him in our lives, or to believe that He has called us back to a relationship with Him, and He has made that possible through the death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus.

I was again amazed that God can use even trivial situations like a car ride to open up conversation about Himself, and I'm really awed at how the discussion progressed - I felt like I could see it coming just around the corner (I kept getting a sense that the words I was saying were being guided and directed in a certain way). I guess that's just testament to how the Holy Spirit can actively work in us and through us! GOD IS GOOD!



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