A couple of weekends ago, for the first time in many years, you could have been run over by an FJ Holden.
They were everywhere.
Once covered in pigeon dung, languishing in some farmer’s shed, tyres cracked and flat, lost and forgotten; now the toast of a city.
How many of us could easily identify with those old cars?
“I’m worn out, not the latest model, passed over for something or someone shinier, more ‘with it’; not as beautiful as I once was, lacking ‘get up and go’, and someone or society in general has dragged a cruel word across my life that left me marked and scared.”
I can imagine those cars smiling.
If they could talk, I’m sure it would be about the new owners who found them and, out of love, got rid of the rust, worked out the dents, did a respray, reworked the engines and the other bits needing fixing until there they stood, in all their glory.
We can all be made like new.
In love, the God of the Bible comes looking for you.
He wants to repair hurts, rebuild your self-worth, polish the love between himself and you til it shines and others can see it.
“I’ll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home,” he says.
“I know what I’m doing.
“I have it all planned out: plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for” – Jeremiah chapter 29, verse 11.