Saturday, June 18, 2011

Day Thirteen: I'm thankful for washing cars

I'm house sitting this weekend. Ahhhh. It makes me miss living in a house. With a backyard that I can just sit out in and drink coffee and read books and enjoy the beautiful Colorado weather! It's also nice to have a driveway and a hose so that I can wash my car that is ABSOLUTELY stinkin.....so today......

I'm thankful for washing cars.

But not just because now I have a beautifully clean car but for a little reminder I was given. My car is the most expensive thing I own. (...well unless you count college education....) And I still have five years to pay on it before it's fully paid off. So, as I was washing my car.... I am getting up close and personal....taking full advantage of the opportunity to make sure it will sparkle. But by doing so I'm being made fully aware of every scratch, ding, paint chip and what not on my car. And with each new one I see.....I'm getting slightly more and more agitated. What in the world. How did that one get there? And what is this scratch? And seriously, here too? Ugh!!!

I finally had to sit back and go "Jessica, are you seriously getting annoyed that your car isn't perfect? That your car has dings, scratches and whatever else it does from normal wear doing what it was designed to do? Get you places." My materialistic side most definitely showed up. Really....it doesn't matter cause it's all gonna eventually burn anyway. But it is so easy to get drawn into the attitude of what I own and how nice my stuff is determines my value. Who cares if I drive a car that doesn't looks perfect? And honestly with the dings and all....I have been blessed with a nice car and need to be thankful for it and for how it provides the transportation I need.

Something else struck me then too though.......I have dings, scratches, chip paint and that all has come from normal wear of life......am I valued less? am I loved less for it? Well, maybe by some but not really by another who matters. Just a thought.

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