Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Death of an Old Friend

I met my friend in November 2001. It wasn't exactly what I wanted, but we had an immediate connection. One month later, it suffered a collision at my hands. Over 120,000 miles ran under its feet. It has served me well for over a decade. It saw me through a career in law, seminary, and many years of ministry. I've stared into its heart and spilt blood over its engine. Now, it's traveling days are over. Even in its death throws, it kept me safe and carried me to safety. It was a means of God's providential care over me. I will miss my old friend.


  1. You have my condolences...

    ...I'm happy to hear you have a "new friend" to replace this one.