For lunch this afternoon I went to Subway with Justin Wood (STUD). As I pulled up to Subway, I turned off my car and opened my door. I had forgotten to cover my laptop up in my front seat so I pulled my backpack over it. About that time I heard the crash. I looked at my door and the wind had caught it, flung it open to where it connected with a brand new, 2007 Orange Ford Mustang.
My heart started racing as I pulled the door back in to inspect the damage. It was a 4 inch by 2 inch scratch that was red and white. I closed my door and thought about my options.
1) I could confess, try to find the other driver and offer to pay for my actions
2) I could start my car and pull to another parking spot, thus covering up my responsibility.
3) Start crying and call my dad for advice.
What was funny was, I knew all along what would be the right thing to do, but I still had the temptation inside of me to pull away and not think twice. I decided to try to find the driver and when I did, she was dissapointed, but we buffed most of it out and eventually she said that accidents happen and did not want my phone number or anything to help her take care of it.
The moral of the story: do what is right regardless of the cost. This woman had an incredible amount of mercy upon me. She said that although she was dissapointed it happened, she understood. What an amazing picture of grace and mercy. I am glad I got to experience that!
My heart started racing as I pulled the door back in to inspect the damage. It was a 4 inch by 2 inch scratch that was red and white. I closed my door and thought about my options.
1) I could confess, try to find the other driver and offer to pay for my actions
2) I could start my car and pull to another parking spot, thus covering up my responsibility.
3) Start crying and call my dad for advice.
What was funny was, I knew all along what would be the right thing to do, but I still had the temptation inside of me to pull away and not think twice. I decided to try to find the driver and when I did, she was dissapointed, but we buffed most of it out and eventually she said that accidents happen and did not want my phone number or anything to help her take care of it.
The moral of the story: do what is right regardless of the cost. This woman had an incredible amount of mercy upon me. She said that although she was dissapointed it happened, she understood. What an amazing picture of grace and mercy. I am glad I got to experience that!
