This took place a few days ago (the 17th I think) and had a profound effect on me. I have probably missed several lessons in this experience, but perhaps it will affect you, and perhaps you can help me with the lessons I inevitably missed:
I don’t maintain a blog as there is not often a time when I have something particularly profound to say, but today I do, so pardon the length and indulge me for a moment if you will. So far, this Lenten season has been difficult at best. It has been filled with personal and health difficulties, issues with the apartment management where I live, car troubles, and financial challenges that have unexpectedly cropped up. This morning I had a meeting with the manager of the used car lot and the manager of the service department to deal with an ongoing issue with the car that has not been solved…check that, several issues. Filled with frustration and the conviction this was going to be unpleasant at best, and an argument at worst and most likely, I woke up early to go over the warranty, technical details of the issues and the notes from my conversations with other service departments, including the corporate KIA technical advisers. I was as prepared as I could be and ready to commence the fight that was certain to ensue. Upon arrival, I found out that the service manager was unexpectedly out for the day, so they would not be attending. My hopes sank immediately as I was now certain not only would it be a fight today, but I’d have to come back another day to fight as well. As I stepped into the lot manager’s office, an odd thing occurred as a sudden peace and calm washed over me. As I opened my mouth to begin my arguments, I found myself instead saying “thank you for meeting with me and all the work that you have done.” As I prepared to rail against the repairs that had been done and not solved the problem, I found myself saying “I am especially thankful that these repairs were done as they will assuredly head off future problems.” As I was reaching what I was certain to be my peak of frustration and anger going over what the corporate people had told me, I instead found myself calmly explaining things and expressing my concern and frustrations rationally and with a calm head. The service manager thanked me for my humility in approaching the problems. He took diligent notes and came to a more than reasonable solution to the issues. I thanked him and shook his hand and he said “Don’t worry, I will take care of you in this.” Today God protected me from the biggest enemy I often have, myself. That is worthy of Lenten reflection. Today I heard the voice of God and it didn’t come as a still small voice, or in the storm ala Job, it sounded a lot like Jeff, the used car lot manager, and it said “Don’t worry, I will take care of you in this”. I think that is worthy of Lenten reflection as well.