I woke up this afternoon to find my garage sitting on the steps of our back door!

No. I’m not joking. But I didn’t take a picture of it either. Other things filled my attention.

Like, what do I do?

Now, just to be clear, the garage is one of those metal frames with a canvas or plastic cover.

So, first thing I managed to pull it back straight onto the driveway. (Did I look like a super-hero moving it?) Then I put the frame back together as much as I could. Then I used as many concrete blocks as I could find to pile one the front corners of the frame and cover.

Now the ties that fasten the frame to its anchors had broken right off. Pieces lay on the ground. The wind gusts of 70 kph don’t come up to a tornado or hurricane, but that wind was strong enough to destroy what held the garage down.

The storm has blown all day and the prediction calls for it continuing all night. Even though I have done all I can do for now, that overnight wind causes concern. Will my temporary repair hold until a permanent solution is applied? Right now the only thing that would help is for the wind to stop.

Now that I am back in the house (after a second repair job) I feel there’s a story in this.

I didn’t notice the straps and wires were disintegrating, until the garage went flying. Spiritually, what rot in our lives starts as a “good intention”, or a “just this once”, or “what does it matter anyway”, or “it’s not my job”…

Consider what was expected of the people entering the Promised Land. As a warning to the Hebrew tribes who wanted to stay east of Jordan the condition was to help the other Hebrews win their land west of the Jordan River first before settling down. “But if ye will not do so, behold, ye have sinned against the Lord: and be sure your sin will find you out” (Numbers 32:23 KJV).

It will.