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A Light Warning


CHECK BRAKE LIGHT

The green display has been up there for about a month and a half. My car has a system that lets you know when things go wrong with it and what's wrong. (Wish the kids were that easy to read!)

The day after I brought the car into the dealer for service--THE next day--the warning panel said, "Check brake light." I had a brake light out on the left side. (Sigh!) Decided to ride it out, literally, rather than head back to the dealer, as we were on our way into road traveling for Spring Break.

Got the oil changed after the trip and the guys nicely pointed out that I had a brake light out. "Yeah. I'm going to take it to the dealer," I said, wondering how much longer I could go without heading back to the dealer.

Until today, that is, when a police officer turned on his flashing lights behind me as I was on the way to preschool with my daughter. I thought I had kept under 25 through the school zone. Maybe my registration sticker fell off the license plate again? Or maybe I forgot to put the registration sticker on the license plate again?

"Your left brake light is out," he said, as I was scrambling to give him the license and registration card. I just nodded. He went to run my information through the system, or whatever it is the officer does when he takes your stuff.

"It's your left brake light," he said again, returning my cards.

"Thank you," I said. "I'll have to get that fixed." And off we drove.

So, my light warning got me a light warning from a different source. Am I not a potential danger to drivers on the road if not a potential accident waiting to happen to me, my kids and my car? As much as I didn't enjoy being pulled over, I had a very gracious officer "tell" me that I am not safe. Yikes! I am making an appointment with the dealer.

And how many other "light warnings" are going off that I'm either missing or that I see regularly and ignore. What does that mean for the folks around me? The Bible calls these "stumbling blocks," and they are not welcome things.

"Woe to the world because of its stumbling blocks! For it is inevitable that stumbling blocks come; but woe to that man through whom the stumbling block comes!" (Matthew 18:7, italics mine)

Leading others to do wrong--or to "blindly" go about accepting a wrong situation--is cause for grave concern, pun intended.

Did I say I had made an appointment with the dealer?

Comments

Kelly said…
Your accountability partner is asking you tomorrow if you made the appointment. Make it!

Love the blog, but it doesn't sound like you. I pictured you as a get it fixed right away gal. So I learned something new about your today.

Wish everything in life had warning lights, as you said. Great point to ponder - what am I missing?
Thanks.
Sue J. said…
For the record, I am going first thing Monday morning. I'm sure there's a great blog somewhere at the dealer, too....
Anonymous said…
Sue, I had to laugh and comment to you on the comment you left for chatty kelly. I wonder how many people got your phase "I'm so vain, I probably think this blog is about me". Possibly we're showing our age? haha. I've always loved that song. Have a great day!!
MJT (Mary) (one day I'm going to actually open my own account)

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