Irony

There is some satisfaction in irony, otherwise known as God's sense of humor.  I find it interesting to observe how things turn out and I particularly enjoy ironic situations.

As I noted before, John was a collector of many things and he never got rid of anything, therefore my sons and I had an enormous task before us when he died.  What do we do with all of this stuff???  One of John's prized possessions was a 1979 Harley Davidson motorcycle.  He rode it when we lived in New Mexico, but only rode it once after we moved to Tennessee.  He always had an excuse - didn't like the helmet law, needed engine work, wanted an electric starter, and so on.  So, the bike sat in our garage for 8 years and, at the time of his death, it wouldn't even start up.  He left it to Caleb in his will.  Now, what is a 15 year old who doesn't drive and barely weighs 110 pounds going to do with a heavy, fast, old Harley that doesn't run? It would be years before Caleb could handle the bike and it had already been sitting around for too long, so Caleb made the right decision and said he would sell it and use the money for his first vehicle.  Wise choice! First we had to have it repaired so it would run.  Luckily we knew someone who had a repair shop that worked on motorcycles.  He picked it up and seemed to actually have fun working on it. When he had it running we put it on craigs list and waited, and waited, and reposted, and waited........ I talked to people constantly about it, hoping that someone would want to buy it, but no luck.  This went on for over a year.

Then it happened...a soldier from Fort Campbell called me and couldn't wait to see the Harley! This young man was part of a group of soldiers who disarm bombs and they had just returned from Iraq. He and two others came to see the Harley after work one evening.  The bike was exactly what he was looking for because he wanted an old Harley to tear down and rebuild.  The way I see it, this was God's plan all along - that this soldier should have this Harley.  The reason it didn't sell sooner was because he was in Iraq.  It was meant to be his, so no one else could buy it. Some people may think I've taken the predestination thing a little too far here, but it makes sense to me.

Here's the irony.....my husband was a Marine and very proud of it (as he should have been).  He always thought that any other branch of the service was inferior, but especially the Army!  As this soldier drove off with John's Harley in the back of his truck I looked at my son, Evan, and said "John has to be rolling over in his grave right now!"  He was thinking the same thing.

To take that irony a little further, Evan found the perfect truck for Caleb to purchase as his first vehicle - a beautiful silver Ford Ranger pick-up.  Caleb fell in love with it as soon as he saw it and knew it was meant to be his.  The guy who owned it was selling it because he was in the Army and being transferred to Germany for three years! Oh, sweet irony!

In my last entry I didn't come right out and give any advice, but I hope it was understood that I was saying "Just rely on God".  Follow His lead and you'll be fine, but you have to be ready to take the curves in the road because it's not always going to be smooth and straight.  Today's entry is more of the same...wait on God and He will make things happen perfectly.  Try not to be in a hurry because God seems to do His best work when we give him space and time. Relax and watch...you won't be disappointed.

Thanks for taking this journey with me....more to come.