Sunday, July 14, 2013

In a bit

I’m 7 years old and sitting in a powder-blue pickup truck in a driveway in Tucson.  It’s almost see-your-breath cold inside the cab of the truck.

I’m sitting by the passenger door with my gangly older brother squeezed in between my dad and me.  I should be sitting in the middle, but my brother and I have worked out a window-sharing deal.

I’m shivering.  The sun hasn’t been up too long, and we’re about to set out in a borrowed truck—pulling a borrowed boat—on a fishing trip to Mexico.  Or “Old Mexico” as Dad likes to call it.

I suddenly open my mouth to complain.  I can’t help it; the words just come spilling out.  “I’m freezing!”

Dad cuts his eyes over at me and speaks out of the side of his mouth, “I know, but it’ll warm up in a bit.”

In a bit.

And he’s right, of course.  Within in a few minutes, the old truck feels like the inside of a toaster.

Later—several decades later—I think back on that cold morning, and this idea floats to the surface of my brain:  Life may feel chilly now, but it’s sure to warm up soon.

And it will.  I know it.  I’ve seen it in Arizona and in at least half a dozen other states and countries since then.

Give things time.  Be patient.  And the warmth will come back.


Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord. ~ Psalm 27:14

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