That was a quote left by my brother on my facebook. I like it. I’m not going to go all Plato on you and analyze it, but just think about that line. Think about how much you have grown through pain. How much stronger you have become.
Today was a pretty bad day to say the least. I have had worse, but I have definitely have had better. It start off with a fight with one of my closest friends and me snapping, gotta love that korean rage. I look at snapping like alcohol, feels really good while doing it, but you have the worst hangover afterwards. And as usual, I felt the hangover. What is even worse than snapping is having the person you snapped at apologize first. (Talk about stab in your pride.) At the end of the day we will still be bros, but I’d love to learn not to have these hiccups.
Anyway, that didn’t last long, and after I made a drive towards Magic Island Beach park. But for some reason as walking towards my car, everything under my chin is in pain. Like I decided to lift every muscle on my body the night before. Puzzled, I shook it off and did a couple of arm circles (that’s my stretching) and started to drive. I had my friend visiting me from Texas with me, Jin Yoo, and one of my friends from high school, Joanna, and we headed down. Almost there, I started thinking about other things and I all I heard was curb! I was about to curb hop a corner and saw it too late. I’ve hopped curbs before, so I thought no big deal. As I hopped it, the car shook like I hit an elephant. As I tried to drive it off, my car started shaking. I pulled over and I found out that I shredded my tire and needed to change it.
I looked at my tire and stood in the blazing sun, actually relieved. Before I went out to check, I held my breath praying that I didn’t hit my bumper. PTL that I had a jack and a spare tire in my trunk. I have never changed a tire and got a little scared. Thank God that I watched Rugrats season 4, episode 24, Looking for Jack, and remembered when Angelica’s mom had a flat tire and had to change her tire. (no joke) I started lifting my car with the jack and had a lot of time to think.
We often times hop curbs all the time in our lives. Each time we hop a curb with our car, it damages the car a little bit, but we don’t notice it. With our lives, we do sins over and over again that we don’t notice that harm us. But there is that chance that one time you hop a curb, you will blow a tire and cause your car to wobble and unable to move forward. Same with our lives, sins we do over and over again, could one day blow up in our faces, making us unable to move forward. That jack in my car represents God. As a jack for a car lifts up the car to make it able for me to change the flat tire, God lifts us up to make it able for him to change the flat in our lives. Without the jack, we will not ever be able to change it. Driving could still be possible, but it will forever be wobbly and not smooth. Slowly killing the car, as sin slowly kills us.
It is never too late to get a jack in your car, never too late to get a God named Jesus in your life.






