Monday, March 26, 2007

Evening Psalm

Tonight's psalm, taken from the daily lectionary of the Presbyterian Church (USA):
A Song of Ascents.

I lift up my eyes to the hills— from where will my help come?

My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber.

He who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade at your right hand.

The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.

The LORD will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life.

The LORD will keep your going out and your coming in from this time on and forevermore.

Psalms 121:1-8 NRSV
Peace to you all.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Wedding Stories: On I-90 Eastbound

On I-90 Eastbound
Originally uploaded by whatnext.
I haven't posted in awhile due to my recent wedding. There are lots of stories to share, however, and here is one of them.

Rudy (my best man) and I drove to Sioux Falls the morning of the wedding to purchase some bread for the Lord's Supper later that day. We were not four miles away from the Luverne exit when his rental vehicle developed a flat tire.

Rudy immediately called the Avis roadside assistance number, and a flat-tire fixer was dispatched from nearby Hills, Minnesota. We began waiting.

While we were waiting, a patrol car pulled in behind us, lights a-flashin'. The officer got out of the car, and the following conversation ensued:

Officer: "So, what are you guys doing out here?"

The Groom (Me - Looking at the obviously flat tire): "My buddy here got a flat tire. We're waiting on some help."

Officer: "So, is someone coming?"

Me: "Uh, yes."

Rudy: "This is a rental car. I called their roadside assistance line, and they've sent a tow truck."

Officer: "From Luverne? Or Hills?"

Rudy: "Hills. I think it was [name of company]."

Officer: "Oh. Yeah, [name of company]. Okay."

Whereupon the officer backed his car up about 150 feet, and kept watch, lights a-flashin' the whole time.

In the state Minnesota, as in many states, when an officer of the law is parked on the shoulder with lights a-flashin', all traffic is supposed to move to the outside lane, thereby creating a safe-zone for the officer of the law as well as any people otherwise just hanging out on the side of the interstate freeway.

We waited. As we waited, cars sped by, dutifully moving into the outside lane. We were pleased that the officer performed this service.

Suddenly, however, someone didn't switch to the outside lane. Officer of the law was upset, and took off after the thoughtless driver.

We continued to wait. I said, "You know, weren't we safer when the officer was sitting there with his lights on?"

Rudy: "Yep."

Me: "Oh well."

I stayed a few minutes more, then had to take off to make further wedding preparations. Thankfully, the tow truck showed up soon after I left, and Rudy was on four wheels once again.

Copyright © 2007 by Christopher D. Drew

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