A Lesson from Lightning McQueen
In my devotion time this morning, I asked God to help me. More than that, I told him to speak to me. I didn’t want a sign or mystical illusion. I needed something concrete.
Amazingly, he gave me exactly what I was looking for–immediately.
Both of my boys love Disney Pixar’s Cars. In normal fashion, they showed up to the breakfast table with toys in hand. JK, the 2-year-old, raced a Lightning McQueen along and shouted, “Lightning McQueen wins the Piston Cup.”
This bothered my oldest, Justin. He is extremely literal, a symptom of his sensory integration disorder. He says, “No, Lightning McQueen never wins. He tied in one race and lost the other.”
Justin does not like to lose but he loves McQueen. I asked, “If he is a loser why do you like him so much?”
In a matter of fact way he answered, “It just looks like he loses but he is the real winner. He learned how to treat others right, even if it meant losing the race,” he paused. “He lost on purpose when he helped The King.”
Out of the mouth of babes …
