Back Yard Obstacle repost
When I was ‘bout fourteen
years old, Daddy would let me drive his car in our back yard. This was way before under age drivin’ was
against the law. I had to put pillows in
the seat to be able to see. Our back
yard was an obstacle course with trees on each side.
In the open space between the trees, I’d
pretend to pull up to a stop light. I’d
flip the turn signal on and make a turn in between a couple of the trees. When I got really brave, I drove up the
driveway. Then Daddy would back the car
down to the back yard so I could do it over again.
One day I was makin’ my
turns ‘round the trees and somehow I didn’t leave enough room to make the full
turn. I had to back up the car. I hadn’t mastered backin’ up yet, but thought
I could handle it. I put the car in
reverse and gunned it. Oops! I heard a sickenin’ crunchin’ sound. I got out and ran to the back of the car to
see how much damage was done. I just
knew Daddy was gonna’ be really mad at me! He came runnin’! First he checked to
make sure I was ok. Then he took a look
at the damage. It was a broken tail
light. Daddy said, “Don’t worry, a little duct tape'll fix it right up!”
There'll always be obstacles for us to overcome. Hurdles to jump over. Grateful to God that He's always there.
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