I'm Helping!

I decided to take the long way to Bible Study this afternoon. Abby had just ate and was falling asleep. It was a bit early but she was ready so I thought if we took the long way, she might fall asleep. (She didn't, but that's not the point) So I'm stopped at a stop sign about to turn left when a see a car coming towards me about to make a left turn onto a different street. He took the turn too fast and did a (almost) 180 and plowed into the snowbank. He's driving a tiny little car (smaller than my old cavalier) and I'm sitting in my (giant) Dodge Ram. So I make my turn and park behind him. I get out and offer to help well aware that I'm the little girl in the large truck and he's the guy in a tiny car. I try not to laugh but I can't get over it. He looks to be about my age but I am terrible at judging people's ages compared to mine since I still think I'm around 18 or 19 years old. (Really blows my mind that I'll be turning 27 this year. Yikes, that's almost 30!) Back to my story. I walk towards him and ask if he needs any help. He looks relieved and says I can drive. So I get in the car (I forgot how low they are!) and put it in reverse. It took a few minutes of me reversing and he lifting and pushing but we got it out. I get out and he drives off wherever he was going (a bit too fast in my opinion, did he learn nothing?) and I climb back in the truck where my child is still awake.

Now for Something Completely Different.....

I don't think I've ever said this before but I'm quite disappointed in my Bible. Not the actual Bible, but the one I have. I have a Women's Devotional Bible and everyday there is a devotional to do. It gives you a short passage to read and then there is a write up kind of explaining it and giving an interpretation usually based on a woman's perception. Yesterday's passage was 1 Timothy 2 1:15. This is probably the most difficult passage of the Bible for me and, I can only imagine, most women. So I thought that this was a great passage to explain and relate to the modern woman and her place in today's church. So what does my devotional focus on? Prayer. Five old ladies in a small church prayed for a pastor, one came and the church flourished. Now I think that's great. It shows that prayers can be answered. Super. My disappointment comes from the fact that you can take hundreds of examples of how prayer is answered. Here is a chance to deal with a really tough subject and they don't even mention it. I've heard the usual explanations that women at that time weren't educated so they didn't know what they were teaching and they were yelling to their husbands (at the front of the church) to explain things they didn't understand. Oh and only prostitutes wore jewellery and braided their hair. But they didn't even bother to address it at all. They took the coward's way out and decided to play it safe. Sometimes we need to be challenged. Sometimes we need to examine things we don't understand. Sometimes we have to address passages that make us uncomfortable. Otherwise how will we learn? How will we grow? When things get difficult (and they will) will we have the strength to confront it or will we hide our heads in the sand and only think happy thoughts?