Sunday, September 18, 2016

Bumper Stickers Matter...

The following poem tells a true story
from many years ago:


I’m heading home, the hour is late;
behind the wheel in a drowsy state.
Open the window; turn volume high;
nibble some chocolate…I’m soooo, soooo tired!

Slap at my cheeks to stay awake.
I mustn’t doze off, for Heaven’s sake!
Along with music, I sing and yawn…
eyelids are droopy; the road is long.

All efforts futile. My eyelids close.
My car veers leftward as I doze.
The swerve gives a jolt! My sedan snakes!
Nearly collide!!! Now I’m wide awake!

Continue with care. Lights flash, rear-view;
I pull right over…Only thing to do.
The officer carries a long flashlight;
shines it on my license plate, so bright!

It also shines, without a flicker…
on my Jesus is Wonderful! bumper sticker!
He didn’t sniff or ask if I’d had booze;
seemed to know this gal just took a snooze.

“You swerved back there,” the policeman said,
“You nearly hit me!” I gasped with dread!
Then, with a smile and tender tone
he asked me if I were headed home.

“Are you now alright to go your way?”
Whew! Jesus is Wonderful! saved the day!
Tip o’ hat. No ticket or breathalyzer…
Jesus, I promise, I’ll drive wiser.

Driving sleepy is foolish; I’m ashamed.
I deserved the ticket; deserve the blame.
People could’ve been killed at that swerve.
God’s grace is getting what we don’t deserve!

Maude Carolan Pych

Whew!!! Thank You, Jesus!


  1. Thanks, Barbara. Posting it feels like, "True Confessions," but I praise God for His loving grace towards me.