I was working on one of our cars this weekend and it had to do with wiring. I got the repair book out looked at the hieroglyphics of the wiring diagram. To me they looked like the writing of an ancient and extinct tribe that writes on the cave walls and are found thousands of years later. After a panic attack and a short prayer it started to make sense, and I could actually start to identify what was what. I found the taillights in the drawing and amazing enough the wires that went from them to the turn signal lever. I even figured out the color code, so when I saw the wires at the lever switch I could figure out which side was which. I had a question , so I called a friend of mine, I described my problem and progress I had made, his comment back was I can’t believe you made it this far. My reply back to him was desperation is a great motivator.
I was talking to some people the next day and they were telling me about their car woes. I commiserated with them and told them about my phone call yesterday . The question was asked “what kind of training have you had to work on cars” It took me by surprise, you see I haven’t any. I thought for a minute and replied that I guess I learned more from my father than I had realized. A point to further illustrate this was my friend Rich & I were at my dad’s house one time and we were in his garage/shop. Rich looked around like a kid in a candy store, he looked at me and said wow what a place to work there’s every tool you would need for a project. I don’t remember my exact response, but it was something to the effect of yea but I would rather ride my bike or ski than work on things. Then in total seriousness Rich asked my dad to adopt him.
As my day went on I reminisced about my dads teaching style, He didn’t stop in the middle of things and say to me “look this is a life lesson remember it”. I must confess that I do that to my children sometimes (kids I’m sorry) Dad just made comments or talked about what and why he was doing such and what the outcome would be if things worked out they usually did. I learned from my dad by example and his imparting knowledge a little at a time. He tricked me he was teaching me all the time, I just didn’t realize it. He really didn’t trick me; he was helping me be ready for life when he wouldn’t be here on earth anymore as a resource for me to access. The internet is good, but it doesn’t replace dad.
I also realized that God has taught me the same way as my earthly father did. Little by little he has taught me his ways, and once in a while thru crises or big events. He teaches us through the bible, he speaks to us, or someone relays something how God has taught or helped them. I’ve learned more from my heavenly father than I realized. I’m not only ok with that I’m ecstatic with that. I prayed on my 40th birthday and told God that I had lived the 1st 40 years for myself, I was now going to live the rest of my life for him. I asked him to teach me his ways and help my heart to become more and more like his. I’m still a work in progress. I’m reminded of the Winchester house in California. After Winchester died his wife believed that if she kept adding onto the house she wouldn’t die. So she built this huge house, some of the things she did don’t make sense. Like stairs that don’t go anywhere and doors that open into a wall. But God always has a purpose for the lesson he teaches us. Jerimiah 29:11-13 says 11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. God has heard my prayer and is answering it.
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