iPhone, iStop, iMustDecide

I have a friend who recently lost his iPhone while riding a scooter on a freeway (it’s a big scooter). His iPhone mount “let go” of his phone. In one split second, he had to decide what was more important, his $600 phone or his life (because stopping one’s scooter in the middle of a freeway could certainly cost you your life!). Being 100% male, he decided the phone was more important and decided to stop. There’s no bone in a man’s body that can’t heal or internal organ that can’t be fixed that is more important than your cell phone. In fact, he was probably more worried about damage to the scooter than to himself. Personal electronic communication devices and 2-wheeled transportation machines always come first!

How many times are we faced with a decision that could forever alter our future? The decision to turn left in hopes that the oncoming vehicle is not really moving as fast as it seems to be moving. If your estimate is wrong, you’ve just ruined your day. The decision to resume an addictive behavior with the justification that “just this once won’t hurt” and you can always stop again. I don’t know why we call it “falling off the wagon” when it’s more like throwing yourself “under the bus.” The decision to buy something you don’t need and can’t afford. The plastic card in your wallet makes the decision easy while the statement 30 days later makes it regrettable.

Decisions are what make us vulnerable. Some must be made at 60 MPH. Some provide us with a little more time. Some are plotted weeks in advance (yes, sometimes we plan and plot even bad decisions.)

God never promised his earthly children that our relationship with him guarantees we will always make good decisions. He doesn’t even guarantee that half of our decisions will be the right choice. In fact, some of us would settle for a consistent 33%. What he does promise, however, is that he will be with us in the midst of our bad decisions and their consequences.

The iPhone was not damaged (!!). Neither was the rider or his scooter. An angel, disguised as a motorist in a big Dodge truck stopped and blocked traffic until my friend remounted himself and took off.
I really thought all guardian angels drove Chevys, but I’ve been proved wrong before. Anyway, just be thankful for all the help God sends your way.