Late summer, 1958, and I was about to start my senior year at Texas Christian University.
I was on the move and the 1956 Chevy Bel Air 2-door hardtop I was driving (tri-tone green and white) just couldn't do the job anymore.
Single, working full time as a sports writer for the Fort Worth Press as well as being a senior in college -- I had to have a car more fitting to my lofty stature.
End result: I bought a bright red Austin Healy roadster -- a sports car with four speed transmission and a rag top, which immediately came off and was stored in my mother's garage for safe keeping.
The car was a dream and the envy of just about everyone I knew.
Two years later, after dealing with a leaky top every time it rained, a temperamental British import that required constant tinkering to be in good running order, I was ready to junk the piece of trash and get a new car -- an American car.
Two years and the luster had gone from this once coveted prize.
We've all had new things in our lives that met the same fate -- we just can't wait to get them but as time goes on they lose their gleam, only to be put in the corner of some closet and forgotten.
How thankful I am that Jesus Christ did not look on me this way when I became His new possession.
Where would I be today if Christ had looked at me one morning and said "he's just not that good any more" and stuck me on a shelf in the back of His closet.
But, such is not the case.
"The Lord's many kindnesses never cease, for His great compassion never comes to an end. They are renewed every morning; Your faithfulness is abundant." -- Lamentations 3:22-23.
In other words when I became His child I was God's new possession.
Unlike me though, through the passage of time the writer tells us that God's love for us never dims -- it is renewed every day.
Each morning the Creator of the universe looks at me with a love and passion just like I am brand new in His sight.
Praise His holy name -- He is not like me!
Monday, November 29, 2004
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