I was on the interstate the other day when a little Civic flew past cutting in front of me with only a few feet to spare. His tuned exhaust sounded like a bumblebee as he shot ahead. And in a moment, a little Fiat came from the other side cutting me off as he chased the Civic. To them, driving at high speeds was a game, but to me it was a dangerous game. I have seen too many accidents and seen too many years to drive the way those two were driving. I suppose that I’m just an old man, but I want to grow older too. Oh, I drove like those two kids back in my day, but back then I was driving a 36 horsepower five-speed Volkswagen with a top speed of 55 miles per hour. I didn’t cut off anyone; I just crept past them when we went downhill. As I think of life in the fast lane and life in the slow (older) lane, I think of God’s goodness to me. Nahum 1:7: "The LORD is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him." God is good. Yes, He is.
This is a placard I saw on 41 Hwy in Catoosa County that just struck me funny. I am sorry if this is you, or a friend of yours, or a relative of yours, but this is just not right on so many levels! Really?! “The Lint Guy”?! I can think of so many better nicknames, like Shorty, or String Bean, or Bubba, or Four Eyes, but The Lint Guy?! Proverbs 22:1, “A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving favour rather than silver and gold.” Hey, you are building your reputation/name each day of your life. How would you like to be remembered when you pass away? Would you like words on your tombstone like Loving Father, or Faithful Husband, or Devoted Son? But “The Lint Man”? Really?!
