My wife and I have gone back and forth about me parking my pick-up truck in the front yard. Oh, there is enough room for the car and truck in the driveway, but I don’t have any room to do my woodworking if I park the truck in front of the two-car garage (which is full of my tools. Oops.). The front yard is a bit steep and when it rains, like it did this week, I have a hard time making it in and out of the front yard without leaving ruts in the grass. So, when I got back home Saturday afternoon, I got a running start at the bottom of the hill and coasted up into the yard and set my parking brake putting the transmission into park. But the brake didn’t hold, and I rolled backwards. So I let off the brake, put the transmission into reverse, and rolled back down the driveway to take another try. But when I got down the driveway a bit, I saw the problem. The brake had been set and the transmission had been locked, but my tires were just sliding in the muddy sod. So, I just drove up the driveway and parked on the side … like my dear wife prefers. But now there are two deep ruts in the front yard and mud aplenty in the driveway to show that she was right. May I take a moment to say that I have learned my lesson? At least until the front yard dries up a bit. Solomon talked about wisdom in Proverbs 1:7, “The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction.” I’m not a fool, so I will be instructed … by my wife and by the dear Lord. Both know much more than I do. Really.
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