One morning I was pumping gas at a local Citgo when a young, twenty-something girl pulled up to the pump in front of me. A cell phone was pressed to her head and she was talking feverishly. Her car was an older Chevy Impala with the gas cap under the license plate in the back. She walked around back, flipped down the plate, and opened the cap. I turned back to my pump and watched the numbers click off. When I looked up she’d put the hose back up and was stepping into the car with her gas cap still resting beside the open hole.
I thought, “She’s driving away and she’s going to loose that gas cap.”
I honked to get her to stop.
“Phew,” I thought, “I just saved her a headache.”
She stepped out of the car still talking on the phone. She walked back to the hose and got it out again. She wasn’t leaving. She just moved the car forward so that the hose on the pump would reach. She was so busy gabbing on the phone that she never even heard me honk.
She stood at the pump talking feverishly while she tried to figure out the commands. It took a couple of minutes but I noticed she finally managed to push the right buttons. All the while she never quit talking on the phone.
She was still messing with something and talking on the phone as I pulled away from the gas station. I kind of clucked my tongue and shook my head and thought, “That is one distracted girl.”
Later, I went to the local hospital and spent some time with one of our church members. When I walked out to get back into my truck, I noticed that the door to my gas cap was open and the gas cap was hanging loose on the side of the truck.
Matthew 7:3 came to mind.
Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye?
I’m always amazed at my ability to overlook my own log while picking at other people’s specks. My challenge is to love and respect others with the same love and respect I received from Christ.
Today, try to be mindful of your logs.