My life's pretty experientially sheltered right now. That's alright. I've done and seen enough bad things in the past to last a lifetime, and I know God desires to shelter us under His wings. Anyway, sometimes when something absurd happens, it hits me differently from when I was out and about more. Unless it's just age.

Today I was out at a doctor appointment for myself. While I was alone waiting in the room, I heard some guy hollering in the parking lot. Human nature being fascinating (when I'm not involved), I peeked out of the window. A truck driver was cussing out a sport car driver whose face I couldn't see. Apparently, the driver of the sport car didn't yield right-of-way. There was no accident: the truck driver was just, uh- upset.

I expected to see a girl slip out of the sport car after the truck driver left the scene in a huff.  [I myself once infuriated a set of truck drivers by not yielding (in NJ) and had to give them the slip because they were definitely hunting me down to yell at me.]

Instead, a shaken white haired elderly doctor emerged from his car. I was outraged. No matter what, in my book, you respect the elderly. And while I do not trust the medical schools, I bet most doctors had a vision to be a servant to people, to heal them.

It was sad and pitiful to see that poor man try to walk across the parking lot with any dignity. Sure, maybe he was wrong, but...all I could think was, this is not how Jesus wanted things between people. Yes, I do know there are wars and persecutions going on all over...but it just proves the old adage, humanity begins at home. Here we had a down-home truck driver yelling out his frustrations at a fancy law-breaking doctor.

The other day a good friend's husband told me not to hit my brake lights for people who tailgate me, because they might take out a gun a shoot me. I didn't believe him much then; now, I do.

Just in case you're wondering, this is how Jesus has changed my driving: today I let in a whole row of people stuck behind an ambulance, and while on our trip, when someone stole my parking space, I politely asked him if perhaps he hadn't seen me waiting there for 5 minutes? (He moved.)

Road rage is taking on new proportions, I guess.