What's Already Did

A young teenage boy sat beside his father while going to work one morning. The shiny new Cadillac Eldorado smelled of leather and newness, and the young man was ready for the ride. The father started the car, turned the wheel to the left and began to back the car out of the drive. There was only one problem. There was a huge pine tree just to the left of where the car was parked, and the car was in motion toward the tree. The young man yelled, “Dad!” but “Kablaam,” it was too late. With punishing force the right front fender of the new Cadillac struck the tree, and now there was a huge indentation in the front of the car. The boy sat open mouthed. The dad pulled the car forward, slammed the car in gear, and said, “Shoot!”, or something like that. The boy watched as the dad got out of the car, assessed the damage, and got back in to drive away. At this point, what was already done was already did, and there was no changing it no matter how much the dad could try.

There are some things that do not change just because people wish they would. Bad decisions relationally, wrong business decisions, poor choices when driving, misinformed directions, or even times when everything that was promised was surprisingly unfulfilled do not alter what has already occurred. Though people wish, pray, hope, desire, and beg for it to be different, sometimes the dent is already there, and what has been done is what's already did.

Maybe the continuation of story of the teenager and his father will help what's already did. The father took the car to a local body shop, shared the story with the proprietor, evaluated the damage, and arranged for the car to be repaired. A few days later, only those with very trained eyes could ever tell that the car had been wrecked, and the car was like new again. Perhaps when damage is done, and what's already did is already there, the key to being like new again is to go to the local expert,, share the story, assess the damage, and let him remove the wreckage so the damaged one can live to drive another day.

Until tomorrow...Why Say More?