As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve been driving around town on a friend’s scooter. It’s been really nice. Well, on Sunday I went to church and passed another friend of mine named Thad. As I pulled into church, the parking area was full of motorcycles. I mean really nice motorcycles – BMW’s and other nice bikes. Now I had to figure out where to park as every place was taken. Eventually, I figured I’d park in the motorcycle line up and worked on backing myself in which was not easy. Thad observed and stated that he had seen air-craft carriers parallel park faster and easier than me parking the scooter. I guess it was a funny site.
Well, it turned out that a biker group was joining us for Sunday worship and here I had put my little scooter in their line up. Part of my worship time was praying that I had parked my scooter right and that it wouldn’t fall over doing that comical “knocking all the other bikes over” thing. Anyway, after worship I waited as by now some more bikers had shown up and my scooter was in the middle of it all. Now the bikers were having a good time talking and so there was no outlasting them. Finally, I made my way out and got on the scooter. I tried to sneak out but the little “putt-putt” of the scooter gave me away. I do think I heard some snickering going on as I drove away.
I hoped that was the end of it but God has a sense of humor. So I went to fill up my scooter with gas – this was my first time filling it up and I wasn’t sure what I was doing. The gas station is usually really dead on Sundays so when I pulled in, nobody was there. I was so relieved as I could try and figure out where to fill up and all without any pressures. Not true! As soon as I pulled in, all the bikers showed up as they were filling up before going on their Sunday afternoon ride and yet again, I was the little scooter in the middle of all the bikes. It took me a little bit to figure everything out but as soon as I could, I filled up and got out of there.
I think God might be working on a pride thing with me.