I was driving south on Highway 48 this morning and in the distance, I saw a police car coming towards me with its lights flashing. My guilty conscience immediately kicked in as I quickly glanced at the speedometer and started to reach for the glove compartment, hoping that I had a copy of our car insurance. I was relieved to observe that at that particular moment, I was driving well under the speed limit and my car insurance was tucked away, right where it was supposed to be.
Directly behind that police car, there was a second and third police car with their sirens blaring, followed by a huge truck carrying one massively long and bulky cement beam. I mean, this beam seemed to go on forever. It had been carefully and securely strapped into place with huge leather harnesses and stabilizing structures that must have been custom ordered and specially constructed for such a unique size and shape of cargo. There was were also two escorting police cars on the right, left and behind the truck. All the vehicles were driving cautiously and slowly. Nine police cars guiding, guarding and safely escorting this special beam to a designated construction area.
So much planning, so much care and at such expense…for one object.
Hold that thought.
Today was my Give-my-friend-Danielle-a-break-and-babysit-her-two-children day. I was feeling a little under the weather so I decided to confine my adventures with 3-year old Isaiah to the basement. Once again, little Mikaela was sleeping. As soon as we had made our way downstairs, Isaiah ran into the Thomas the Train tent. He snuggled in the corner and then I heard his little voice.
“I really like being inside here, Diane”
“Why do you like being inside the tent, Isaiah?” I asked.
“I like the walls.” was Isaiah’s quick response.
As Isaiah played happily and safely within the four walls of that tent, I sat myself down on the basement stairs and thought back on that big cement beam being surrounded and protected by all those police cars.
…two beautiful pictures of Psalm 139:5
You hem me in, behind and before, and lay Your hand upon me. English Standard Version
I look behind me and You’re there. then up ahead and You’re there, too – Your reassuring presence, coming and going. The Message
Jesus – so much planning, so much care and at such expense – for me.