I talked to a man today who told me he was in the “Slow Leak Business.” It seemed that I had a slow leak in my left rear tire, so I had gone to the “Slow Leak Man.” Sure enough he told the truth. Thirty minutes later my slow leak was no longer leaking and I was back on the road. He found a nail. I was patched.
As I drove away I realized I too am in the “Slow Leak Business.” Five days a week I try to help patch the slow leaks that occur in people’s lives by writing about someone else who found nails. He found four nails. From the day we are born life slowly leaks away from us. Every sunrise we are a day closer to being flat. My prayer is by encouraging you to read about Him you will let Him patch you so you can continue the journey. The patches are for the short haul. Just like an old tire there comes a time when it cannot be patched anymore. The tread is gone.
Now this is where the good part happens. We have a road hazard warranty that has no mileage limits. When the tire is worn out, He says, “Enough with the patches. I’m going to give you a whole new tire guaranteed never to show wear. It will last forever. “So when this corruptible has put on incorruption, and this mortal has put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: ‘Death is swallowed up in victory.’” I Corinthians 15.
I wonder what will be written on our sidewalls. Good Years, Good Riches or Richelin.
Written by Roger Bothwell on October 14, 2015
PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574
rogerbothwell.org