The Abu Dhabi emirate’s sole oil and gas company has modernised its entire carwash service by replacing and standardising every machine. The change is traumatic, at least it has been the first few times through. The reason may not be on anyone’s top list except mine; it takes a long and even longer time for the cycle to complete. To be comfortable with the process and the lights, colours, and turmoil that come with it requires patience, trust, and a willingness to be present and still.
I am still unsure how to handle the intensity. Frankly, the carwash experience is provoking and, at times, overwhelming. As today begins, it feels as if I am in the carwash.
Patience is always a good starting point. Darkness never lasts for the length of time I think it will. Pain is more tolerable than I imagine in the moment. Being provoked seems personal. While it can be, it is also a part of life and living. A model has been offered as an example that I can follow. Remember, “Who was God provoked with for forty years? Wasn’t it those who turned a deaf ear and ended up corpses in the wilderness?” (Hebrews 3.17). The response was without reservation, acceptance, restoration, and recreation.
Good can follow darkness. I know of alternative ways to wash a car that include shade, time, and sweat. When I consider the impact and results, I willingly choose the darkness of the carwash. I wonder what I would choose if I understood the potential outcomes of the paths in my life. Would I embrace uncertainty? Could I accept a period of darkness and pain? What would be my priority, temporary personal happiness or the opportunity to make a difference in my community? I know I care. I also believe that I can make a difference that could lead to a better future. For this, what price am I willing to pay?
Time and destinations often give shape to my beliefs. A better future for all, sooner rather than later, frames the door to today’s choices.
