“I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus….” (Galatians 6:17).
My son is trying to find a good used car for his daughters. Since their big brother graduated this year, Abby and Erin will be driving themselves to school this fall. Twice Neil has found possibilities, but wisely took the cars to a trusted mechanic for his appraisal.
Today, it fell to me to drive the second of these cars to the repair shop. Our mechanic friend studied the car, drove it a bit, then recommended we not buy it for a number of reasons. Then, he said, “Come here, Reverend. I want to show you something.”
“See those dirty stains on the seats?”
Each seat carried rust-colored stains in wavy lines.
“This car has been flooded,” said Rick. “And here is something else.”
There were scratches–horizontal, odd-looking lines–on the hood and the trunk. “This is where things scraped over the car,” he said.
I thought of the 100,000 automobiles that were ruined in Hurricane Katrina’s floodwaters. In many cases, the water was six to ten feet deep, and lingered for weeks. I’ve seen photos and heard stories from friends who drove boats over parking lots where all you could see were the tops of cars. It’s easy to imagine something being dragged across a flooded car.
Eventually, the cars were towed and left under bridges and interstates for months before being disposed of.
Later, we learned that some people were doing hasty repair jobs on the flooded cars and passing them off as normal. “Buyer beware” became the mantra.
I said, “Thank you, Rick. I would not have known what to look for.”
Our mechanic friend saved us a lot of headaches and heartaches, and doubtless a good deal of money in repair jobs.
People go through storms in this life, and like that car, carry the scars and stains for the rest of their days.
Some of those stains and scars are visible, if you know what you are looking for….