tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181643685479982957.post4016680926241585043..comments2023-10-24T09:58:40.771-05:00Comments on Forget Not His Benefits: CAUGHTCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09910641461123021885noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181643685479982957.post-8168808362526088532010-04-20T22:05:08.570-05:002010-04-20T22:05:08.570-05:00I remember a police stop and all they wanted was t...I remember a police stop and all they wanted was to check things off their clipboard. Everything was ship shape with my '65 Mustang and then he saw that I hadn't fastened my seat belt. It wasn't against the law, you see, but I was a little ticked that I had "failed" when he checked that little box that said, "Not wearing seat belt!" So, ever after, I began clicking the belt. Then I began to realize that clicking that belt was like putting God's hands of protection around me. And even though I had poo-pooed belts before (saying that I could die wearing as not), I felt God used that minister of the peace to teach me a lesson in discipline that could save my life one day and spare my family the grief of losing a loved one. Speeding, on the other hand, was, and is, a discipline that I have to relearn. A woman, about the same time as the seat belt incident yelled, "SLOW DOWN!" as I sped by. It shocked me into thinking that this speeding could kill someone. If I was staying within the speed limit and hit a child, I would feel terrible, but at least I wouldn't feel guilty on top of feeling terrible (i.e. remorseful). So, the one lesson was for my protection, the other for those around me. Forget not His benefits, for He has kept me, and others, from harm these 40 years.Schnebsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14098328326473525644noreply@blogger.com