I was singing along with the Cranberries (don’t judge), and I actually saw the white pebble slip out from under the truck in front of me. That’s how big it was. And even though I watched it shoot toward me, the impact on the windshield still made me jump.
I was angry. Even though there wasn’t yet a visible crack, I know that sometimes it takes time for those to appear and grow. I thought about writing down the truck’s license plate number so I could sue him when it comes time to paying for my windshield repair.
What a dumb thing to think, right? But all sorts of possible scenarios are permitted to play out in one’s imagination.
I thought about how this truck driver has absolutely no idea how angry he made me, and how he will never know that he totally destroyed my Toyota Scion. He’s just going to go about his day oblivious to his negative impact on my life.
What a jerk.
And then it happened.
I know it was a bird because I watched as a flock of them soared toward me from the bushes as I slowed down toward the end of the off-ramp. It wasn’t like the sound of a rubber ball on my windshield. It was softer – and more feathery-er.
It’s the first time I ever hit an animal that I know of. Even though in my younger days I actually tried to hit squirrels. I’m not very proud of that, and lucky for them I’m a bad aim.
Well, it was a bird this time alright. Just for confirmation I looked into my rearview mirror.
Aaaand, thud. It landed right in front of another car, making it swerve a little. (“I swear, Honey! A bird hit a UFO and fell right in front of me as I was gettin’ off that dere freeway!” – I usually think of the average Ketuckian sounding like Mater the Tow Truck.)
Well, I thought about that bird. And the stone from just a minute before.
You see, I got really upset that someone caused a loud noise on my windshield, which never cracked, by the way.
But I had a negative impact on that bird’s life. So negative that I killed it.
I thought about that Bible verse that says God sees every sparrow fall to the ground. Matthew 10:29 I believe.
After I repented, I realized God was teaching me something.
Someone might cast a stone or two at me, and I have no reason to complain. Two reasons:
1) I probably (and I mean definitely) deserve to have stones cast at me.
2) Instead of complaining about the stones thrown at me, I should focus more instead on how I can avoid being the boulder that crushes someone else.