Last night, we were on our way to a dinner obligation when we got into a little fender bender. I don’t even think fender bender is the correct term. It was more like a fender chipper/door smasher. I’m not going to go into details, but I feel pretty strongly that it wasn’t our fault. Unfortunately, the other party may disagree with me. We’ll see what happens.
The first time I was ever in a car accident it definitely was not my fault. I was idling in a long line of cars at a stop light. All of a sudden there was a huge impact and my car slammed into the rear of the car in front of me. That car crashed into the car in front of it and so on and so forth. It ended up being a five car pile up caused by a teenager who didn’t stop and hit the car behind me. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured. I remember making it to work later in the day and being so upset. It was so unfair! I was just sitting there minding my own business and then suddenly my car was damaged beyond repair. I was out time at work, my car was gone and I was totally innocent.
A few hours later I was thinking about the accident and something occurred to me. What about all of the people whose loved ones are taken away from them in senseless, unfair crashes. How must they feel? Immediately, I had perspective. Losing a car was nothing. Yes, it was a hassle and a nuisance but I could deal with that. A car could easily be replaced.
That first crash was about seven years ago. Since then I have had some major life changes, and I try to always remind myself that life isn’t fair and doesn’t always go the way we think it should but sometimes I forget and have to be reminded.
Last night, the accident was all I could think about. I felt wronged, damaged and unjustly punished. We JUST bought the car a few months ago. How could that happen? I blamed it on about twenty different people. I went to sleep still feeling angry.
This morning the first thing I saw when I turned on the news was the story about the man who lost his life going for a baseball at a game. How must his family feel? My heart broke for them and is still breaking for them.
I then thought about another friend of mine whose father is going thru and very serious cancer battle right at this moment.
The truth is, I should know better than to be upset about a stupid car.
Just three years ago, it was my family who was watching as my late mother battled the disease. Talk about perspective. I can remember at the time being so mad at co-workers and friends who would complain about things that seemed so pointless to me. Work problems, money problems,minor health issues and of course, PETTY LITTLE CAR CRASHES.
It’s amazing how soon after having seen actual tragedy and loss, we become immune and callous to others who are going thru the same thing. I know it’s happened to me.
My prayer is that I will always have perspective and that I will never forget what it feels like to have your heart truly broken by actual loss. I don’t ever want to be unaffected by someone else’s suffering and I never want to be so self-absorbed that I think that losing something without eternal value matters.