BLUE LIGHTS In Your REAR VIEW MIRROR

Flashing blue lights in the rear-view mirror.  Now that will get your attention!  But I wonder what else will interrupt the busyness of self-inflected agenda?  You know, the my life syndrome.  The my plans prison.  The solitary confinement of my schedule.  You did notice the common word in there, didn’t you?  MY!

Been thinking about that a lot lately as I’ve looked into the rear-view mirror of life.  Reflecting on the blessed years I had the privilege of living with “Saint Harriet”. I remember things like the big green highway sign with white letters “NOGERO OT EMOCLEW”.  Remember, it’s a rear-view mirror so you have to read it backwards.

There are a lot of very precious memories, some difficult times and a few sheer agonies.  But as I look into that reflective glass or back over my shoulder, I see something else that I miss all too often.  I see Him.

My picture of Jesus is more like a 33-year-old Frank Low.  A short Jew with dark hair and beard, a twinkle in His eye and fun in His face.  And as I see Him in my backwards glance, He’s standing under that road sign in that classic of George W. Bush stance, kinda leaning forward with His hand raised in a wave about chest high.  He smiles, winks His eye and nods His head to the message on His highway marker… the road I just traveled.  In bright, bold uppercase letters it proclaims

!SYAWLA UOY HTIW MA I

(I AM WITH YOU ALWAYS!)

One thought on “BLUE LIGHTS In Your REAR VIEW MIRROR

  1. Oh, masta Dun, em i switpela tok tru! I am so thankful that He is with us always!!!! Don’t know what I would do without Him!!! Thank you for these precious thoughts and truths.

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