Last night, I did some Christmas shopping. In an actual brick and mortar store.
Already, not my favorite thing to do.
One of the stores was Walmart.
Double down on not my favorite thing to do.
But it was necessary, as this weekend will start the tour de Christmas celebrations with my family.
As I’m leaving Walmart, a car tried to merge into my lane, and almost took my front bumper off in the process.
And then, closer to home, a buck decided he needed to cross the road right in front of me.
And then a mile further down the road, a raccoon needed to cross the road right in front of me.
The last time I hit a raccoon, my front bumper split into two pieces, while the raccoon survived.
It was at this point that I desperately wished I had just stayed home. I could have had on my sweatpants, and been curled up watching TV. And I would have avoided all of those near misses.
But I said a little prayer thanking God for keeping me safe in each situation, despite the frustration I felt. And God took that moment to tap me on the shoulder, reminding me that my drive home is basically a perfect metaphor for life. As we navigate life, obstacles will continue to jump in our path. Sometimes we manage to slam on the brakes in just enough time to avoid hitting the obstacle. Sometimes we don’t.
But if we stay locked safely in our homes, avoiding all of the obstacles, we really aren’t living life, now are we?
So I took a deep breath, and I once again thanked God for keeping me safe, on the drive home, and in my day to day life. And I thanked Him for opening my eyes to the realization He gave me.