From the mundane to the sacred

My first car was a used, but nearly-in-perfect-condition, 1954 Ford. At least a couple of times a week, someone would offer to buy it. To this day, I still judge other cars by what I thought of that one. So you can imagine what I was thinking when I saw a restored'54 Ford the other day. No, I didn't make an offer, but it was tempting.

I realized, however, it wasn't the car itself that was so interesting. Instead, there's something appealing about seeing anything broken and nearly abandoned, restored. Now, it might seem strange, even trivial, to connect the restoration of a car with spiritual regeneration, but regeneration is what I thought of. And if Christ Jesus could liken a lost and broken soul to a single sheep for which a shepherd would leave his flock and search until that lone sheep was recovered, then I suppose we can find metaphors for spiritual experience wherever they occur—in the mundane details of daily life or in the most sacred of happenings.

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