This morning, when I got out of my car, I just happened to peer into the car beside me. A bright yellow box caught my eye. Taking another look, I noticed it was a box of Preparation H. Taking yet another look (this time with my camera) I snapped a picture for you:
This was very interesting to me. Preparation H is an ointment for a rather private part of the body. Keeping it in the front console of one's car seems rather bold.
Ya know, all my life I've been the unashamed Preparation H box in the front console. Out there for the world to see, I've worn my feelings on my sleeve and unashamedly proclaimed, "Deal with it, it's the way I am!" The last few years, God has put folk in my life who have helped me balance this. These days, I feel (in keeping with the analogy) that although I don't need to ashamedly "hide the Preparation H" box with
my feelings....I also don't need to always put them out there for the world to see.
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