I turned in my leased 2009 Mazda3 this past weekend after only 4 months of use. It’s one less payment we have to worry about on the road to reclaiming our finances and possibly even being debt-free at some point. In it’s place, I’m now driving a 1988 (no, that’s not a typo!) Honda Accord. It’s 21 years old, got just a little rust, a few quirks that I’m working to identify, and just over 100K miles. It’s also has an automatic transmission – I’m a stick-shift guy! – but was cheap and I know it will be reliable.
The switch comes with mixed emotions. But fortunately, I have kids. All week all four boys have been “gushing” over my “new” car. Cries of “Daddy’s car” and the brightening of faces when they are getting ready for a ride are starting to make the car fun. They are still young enough not to pay much attention to financial struggles and the concerns of going from such a new to such an old car. To them, it’s different, it’s unique, it’s fun…it has pop-up headlights. Caleb even said that he likes older cars because their styling is not the same as everything else on the road.
“I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 18: 3)
The faith of child is totally devoid of worry or concern. It’s sees the fun and uniqueness of each situation and imagines endless, wonderful possibilities for the outcome. We get so bogged down by the worries that come our way that it can hinder our walk with God. Worry replaces worship; planning replaces prayer; stress replaces study…and we suffer for it.
“Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” (Matthew 6: 34)
I’m learning from my boys that you can find something fun and cool in simple – or, in this case, old – things. They are catching the blessing that I may have been in danger of missing…had I not been listening.