Satisfied and free

My favorite barista (our youngest son Jack) drove an old red Jeep with square headlights while he was in high school and college. When you got it up to 60 mph you felt like you were landing the space shuttle. It shook like an earth reentry. Very fun to drive. I saw an old Jeep like that the other day with a little trailer behind it that was loaded with firewood. There is no doubt that God created the Jeep. It’s the original SUV and it was made to do things like that. High five to that guy for using it for what God intended because most of us never even put ours in four-wheel drive! I remember years ago when I got on Instagram. I did it for the most part because the Blonde and the first-year teacher (youngest daughter Klaire) were on it and were constantly saying, “Didn’t you see that? I think it was on Instagram.”

There’s a magnifying glass icon on the app and I think the intent (I’m old so I don’t really know) is for you to find pictures of people, places or things that you might have interest in and to follow the accounts of these people, places and things. At first, I didn’t pay much attention to this part of the social media app but then old Jeep pictures started showing up. Old Jeeps with square headlights.

Other pictures emerged as well. I identify with being “preppy.” I think it’s from growing up in the 1980’s. Therefore, I have a fascination with things like Stan Smith tennis shoes, Nantucket, etc. Because they troll your internet life, pictures of people wearing shirts with crocodiles, people wearing Brooks Brothers suits and Hunter boots started to pop up. All of these people look happy, like things are good and it never rains on them, and if even it does they have Hunter boots to keep them dry.

Satan is a liar (John 8:44) and he whispers in your ear a lot, “If you only had an easy job like cutting firewood and if you loaded it up on a trailer that was pulled by a red Jeep that had square headlights, your life would be so much better.” Or “Go out and buy the Blonde some Hunter boots and she will be happy.” About that time, I hear the sound of soft sandaled feet and the voice of the Rabbi saying, “Dude, wake up.”

Why believe a lie when I can believe the truth? The truth is Blonde is the happiest person and the most content person I know, with or without rain boots (she has some by the way, L.L. Bean, told you I was a preppy). I have cut wood before and fun was not the way I would describe it and for driving that red Jeep with square headlights let’s just say I’m shuttle certified and reentry is not all it’s cut out to be.

I read somewhere, “be content with what you have” (Hebrews 13:5). I also read, “the truth will set you free” (John 8:32). I’m satisfied and free today, how about you?

He told me to tell you that.