You know what type of Girl you get in Heaven driving a '78 Pinto?
The Same type of girl you get down here driving a '78 Pinto
Posted on 12/18/2017 1:26:44 PM PST by sodpoodle
I grew up with practical parents. A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen before they had a name for it. A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.
Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away.
I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things. A curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more.
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return.. So... While we have it..... it's best we love it.... And care for it... And fix it when it's broken......... And heal it when it's sick.
This is true. For marriage....... And old cars..... And children with bad report cards.... And dogs with bad hips.... And aging parents...... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep. Like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special........ And so, we keep them close!
I received this from someone who thinks I am a 'keeper', so I've sent it to the people I think of in the same way... Now it's your turn to send this to those people that are "keepers" in your life. Good friends are like stars.... You don't always see them, but you know they are always there. Keep them close!
When you die, 10 things GOD won't ask you:
1.... God won't ask what kind of car you drove. He'll ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation..
2..... God won't ask the square footage of your house, He'll ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
3..... God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, He'll ask how many you helped to clothe.
4..... God won't ask what your highest salary was. He'll ask if you compromised your character to obtain it.
5..... God won't ask what your job title was. He'll ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
6...... God won't ask how many friends you had. He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friend.
7..... God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, He'll ask how you treated your neighbors.
8...... God won't ask about the color of your skin, He'll ask about the content of your character.. 9..... God won't ask why it took you so long to find Him and ask Him into your house, He'll lovingly take you to heaven and not to the gates of Hell. 10..... God won't have to ask how many people you forwarded this to, He already knows your decision.
It was good enough for Moses
Great post. I used to buy very good shoes and get the heels and soles replaced so I got years of use out of them. Hard to find anything made well enough now to bother fixing.
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For later!
Yes the good old days and their cars. Just purchased this week a 1968 Oldsmobile 98. 63,000 original miles, been sitting in a barn for the last 30 years. Got it cranked and running, new belts and hoses, new water pump, interior is all original and almost like new condition. Still needs four new tires and a paint job and a new windshield. Power seats and windows all work. Next on the list is get A/C working. Drove it down the road a couple miles,everything seems to work as it should. My retirement car.
God already knows but I get what you’re saying.
Ecclesiastes 7:10 NLT
Don’t long for “the good old days.” This is not wise.
God may not ask me any of those things. He’ll ask me whether I believe in His Son, Jesus, as my personal savior and what I did in service to Him or in His remembrance.
Yes, He already knows the answer but He wants to make sure I know the answer.
You know what type of Girl you get in Heaven driving a '78 Pinto?
The Same type of girl you get down here driving a '78 Pinto
I had a Pinto, bought new for $2000 in one of the first model years, on a “loan” from my parents, against which I’m sure I made several payments.
Apropos of the TV quote, I used to do my laundry at the Laundromat, and I always bought a new clear plastic laundry bag ( for a quarter ) for my clean laundry, since I could see where each item was, and dig for it.
One time I opened my trunk in the presence of my wife-to-be ( we didn’t know anything about that ) and she saw my laundry bag, and said, of course, “Oh, is that that your dirty laundry?” I answered “No, that’s my CLEAN laundry.”
Honest to goodness, I can picture that moment like it was now.
Perhaps that was the moment our fate was sealed. I can tell you that I haven’t worried about laundry for many years.
I enjoyed reading this. It reminded me of my recently deceased Mama. She was a living testament to our Lord. I know St. Francis has been misquoted, but Mama really did preach the Gospel without using words.
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