Yesterday I picked up my car from the shop after being down for a few days due to trouble with my power steering. Turns out that the return line had a leak, and it exacerbated after the deep freeze we had these past weeks. The leak was caused by the line coming free from a pin and being in constant friction with another metal in the chassis.
As I looked at it, and being mad that the friction caused me to replace the whole line and paid for someone to spend a few hours putting it on, I thought about other things that could be causing friction in my life. Working for an engine manufacturer I know that friction is what you always want to avoid. Metal on metal friction can cause so many problems. So looking back, there so many times that I have let friction into my relationships.
Knowing that love is the balm that heals and also prevents these frictions; we choose not to be encircled by it; and thus have those friction points. We might think that having a well oiled machine that runs smooth is not exiting, there is no fun in that. Certainly an engine with sparks flying and fire spewing from the exhaust might look exiting; but how long will it last?
This post might be deeper than I intended, but just wanted to share my thoughts as I pondered on the events of this week.
365 Photo Challenge
I’m amazed that I have been able to do this, and continue doing so. February is almost over and I’m happy to share the results.
