What's More Important
It was a 99' September day in San Antonio, when a
10 month-old baby girl was accidentally locked inside a parked car by her aunt.
Frantically the mother and aunt ran around the auto in near hysteria, while a neighbor
attempted to unlock the car with a clothes hanger. Soon the infant was turning purple and
had foam on her mouth.
It had become a life-or-death situation when Fred
Arriola, a wrecker driver, arrived on the scene. He grabbed a hammer and smashed the back
window of the car to set her free.
Was he heralded a hero? "The lady was mad at
me because I broke the window," Arriola reported. "I just thought, What's more
important-the baby or the window?"
Most questions of priority are not between
something important and something trivial; rather, between the important and the most
Illustrations For Preaching & Teaching
Editor Craig Brian Larson, Baker Books, p. 188.
A Father's Priority
Dear Heavenly Father, can you forgive me for
hurting my children?
I came from a poor background so I thought that
a big house would make my children feel important. I didn't realize that all it takes is
I thought money would bring them happiness, but
all it did was make them think that things were more important than people.
I thought spanking them would make them tough so
that they could defend themselves. All it did was stop me from seeking wisdom so that I
could discipline and teach them.
I thought that leaving them alone would make
them independent. All it did was force my one son to be the father to my second son.
I thought that by smoothing over all of the
family problems I was keeping peace. All I was teaching them was to run rather than lead.
I thought that by pretending to be the perfect
family in public that I was bringing them respectability. All I was teaching them was to
live a lie and keep the secret.
I thought that all I had to do to be a father
was make money, stay at home and supply all their material needs. All I taught them was
that there is more to being a dad. The problem is they will have to guess what being a dad
And Dear God,
I hope you can read this prayer. My tears have
smudged a lot of words.
Stories From The Heart
Alice Gray, Multnomah, p. 172.