Categories: the-parable-of
Tags: car, trim, wing mirror
Date: 22 October 2009 16:01:29
...the wing mirror trim. (Meant to blog this last week but forgot.) And behold, the driver came to her car one day and the nearside wing mirror was rotated by 180 degrees {sorry, can't find the degrees symbol in keycaps] and the plastic trim that covered the bottom bit* was missing, giving the car an even tattier aspect than usual. Sighing, the driver clicked the mirror back into place and it still worked, though aesthetically less pleasing.
And lo, a couple of days later the driver was walking down her road and on the pavement outside her neighbour's house was a familiar looking piece of black plastic. And when she picked it up, it had FIAT and a serial number impressed in it. So she took it to her car, fiddled with its little lugs which were a bit bent, and well whaddya know, it fitted perfectly on the bottom bit* of the wing mirror. And all I am prepared to say in explanation is that we all have the Maker's name impressed on us, and only the Driver can fit us in exactly the right place. Or something like that.
*(technical term)
PS Did you know Jesus came to earth by Mary's Fiat?