Do you see what we’ve got? An unshakable kingdom! And do you see how thankful we must be? Not only thankful, but brimming with worship, deeply reverent before God. For God is not an indifferent bystander. He’s actively cleaning house, torching all that needs to burn, and he won’t quit until it’s all cleansed. God himself is Fire!
Yesterday was one of those errands-running types of days that involved a bazillion stops on a three-hour-long circuit. At the end of this long day, Ian and I decided to reward ourselves with a trip to the Lazy Dog. By happy coincidence, a Consumer Auto Parts (C.A.P.) resides directly adjacent to that restaurant. For some reason as we passed by, I suddenly remembered that we needed wipes for the inside of the car windshield, which has filmed over with this scummy residue since we bought the car. None of our other cleaning attempts have dented the residue, so this was a last ditch attempt to regain a clear windshield.
As I walked into the C.A.P., I saw four or five men in their 20s standing around the counter looking somewhat bored, and an older, rather grubby looking fellow standing in one of the low asiles holding something (a mop? a stick?) in his hand. Just as I walked in, he hollered, “Damn, is that fucking beam still blank?” Then he saw me, his eyes widened, he gasped, “Oops,” and instantly an awkward silence descended.
The silence lasted for a heartbeat, until we all laughed. One employee behind the counter quickly said, “Welcome-to-C.A.P-what-can-we-do-for-you?” in that words-slurred-together, perky, innocent tone you often associate with high school kids working at Dairy Queen. Then we moved along to the important business of clear windshields.