This is a picture of my car after it was hit by another vehicle earlier today. I basically slowed and stopped at a roundabout and as I waited for two white vehicles to go past I suddenly felt the shunt from behind. “Oh great” I thought, “First day of a three-day break and I get hit !” Got out to see little more than a bump and flakes of red paint. Now I know I`ll be taking it to the garage to ensure there isn’t any hidden damage or even visible damage that my eye cannot spot, but it feels good to know that my Skoda Roomster (so derided by many) is a tough little car. The other car (can’t show photograph, as I don’t want to internet the number plate) has a smashed number plate, a dinted front and damaged paintwork and was looking very sorry for itself as it drove off !
1-0 to Skoda I think
More importantly of course is the fact that neither I nor the lady involved were hurt, a fact that I had to reassure her about as she kept apologising profusely; she was quite upset. I felt I was glad that it was me she`d hit and not someone who would have shouted at her; it gave me a chance to give her my calling card (with job title on it) and allowed me to have a Christian attitude towards her. I simply pray that God can use this in some way to warm her heart towards him (if she hasn’t already given her heart to Jesus).
What am I to take from this ? Firstly, that in all circumstances I need to represent Jesus; secondly, histrionics isn`t going to help the situation; thirdly, other people’s feelings are also involved in any given situation and its no good `going off` on one as if only mine mattered.
The older I get the more I come to realise that we live in community and more effort is required to `get on` with each other, whatever happens.
Having said all that (and I believe it too) I still can’t help going to bed tonight feeling smug !!