It's humbling (and harrowing) to realize one's capability to sin. Today I drove my dad's car to the cell phone store. I just needed to zip in for a few minutes (note: this is an excuse/justification). There were no parking spaces in the very small parking lot. Except a handicap space. Actually, only 1 of the 3 handicap spaces was open. This was literally the last open space in the lot. Now, my father has some back problems, so he has (and needs) a handicap sticker. For the record, I do not. I DO NOT need a handicap sticker of any sort. But, because I am selfish and lazy, I took that bad boy, hooked it over my rear-view mirror and walked (slowly, like as if I had an injury) into the store leaving zero handicap spaces for people who really need them. I was there maybe 5 minutes. But of course, on my way out, there's a man coming in the store in one of those motorized chair things. Totally, legitimately, for-the-rest-of-his-life handicapped. I suck.
2 important points:
1. I will never do that again. I feel terrible. Like staring into the latrine pit of one's own soul.
2. I believe in a God of forgiveness and grace, so I can repent and be forgiven. Good News.
