Road Kill Report:
Yes, I admit it….I accidentally ran over a squirrel on my way home from work yesterday. My heart skipped a beat or two…no, make that stopped for a minute or two as I looked in my rearview mirror to hopefully not confirm what just happened. To my horror…it was true.
I wanted to go back, rescue it, take it in, make it all better, and then return it to normal life...okay, so I don’t have the first clue as to how to do all of that, but I do know a place that specializes in doing just that.
While I was turning my car around to go back and rescue the poor thing…its fate was no longer in my hands. You see, there was a long line of cars behind me…it was rush hour after all. Needless to say, when I saw it next its skeletal structure was no longer in tact, and it was looking a little flat (all except for the tail). Poor thing! Look at what I started…and I couldn’t even go back and make it better.
Come to think of it…I have felt like road kill before…thankfully some merciful soul came along, rescued me, took me in, and helped me return to normal life…before life flattened me completely.
1 comment:
Hello fellow Siesta ..
I found you as I was posting my verse this morning and your blog post made me stop and thing about something.
First what you said:
While I was turning my car around to go back and rescue the poor thing…its fate was no longer in my hands. You see, there was a long line of cars behind me…it was rush hour after all. Needless to say, when I saw it next its skeletal structure was no longer in tact, and it was looking a little flat (all except for the tail). Poor thing! Look at what I started…and I couldn’t even go back and make it better.
Now what I thought:
We all know that our words and actions have an impact on others ... and that sometimes that impact has irreversible consequences. When we cause a brother to stumble ... roadkill. When we gossip ... roadkill. You see what I mean? I will be the first to admit that I have made roadkill out of another person before ... And I, in hindsight, really wanted to go back and make it better after wards. Sometimes that has been possible, but there have been times when it has not been. You see sometimes we are only the first hit ... the one that makes it possible for the other hits to happen. That is why God has so many warnings for us about how we treat others.
Thank you for the reminder to keep my eye on the road as I take this journey called life. :)
Your Siesta,
Lisa in Surprise, Az.
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