{"id":4933,"date":"2025-10-05T19:22:20","date_gmt":"2025-10-05T23:22:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/?p=4933"},"modified":"2025-10-05T19:22:20","modified_gmt":"2025-10-05T23:22:20","slug":"thanks-for-the-lift","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/2025\/10\/05\/thanks-for-the-lift\/","title":{"rendered":"Thanks for the Lift"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"355\" height=\"240\" src=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/EasternPaintedTurtle.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-4935\" style=\"width:325px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/EasternPaintedTurtle.jpg 355w, https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/EasternPaintedTurtle-300x203.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 355px) 100vw, 355px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><em>To listen to today&#8217;s reflection as a podcast,\u00a0<\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.us17.list-manage.com\/track\/click?u=c4927dfbefb9749e5fef1581d&amp;id=8758778446&amp;e=5cd2a880e9\">click here<\/a><br><br>Years ago, while driving to work on a warm summer day, I saw a large turtle slowly making its way across a busy street.<br><br>It was rush hour. This was not going to end well for the turtle.<br><br>I pulled my car off to the side, turned on my flashers, and stepped toward my new friend.<br><br>It was an Eastern Painted Turtle, about eight inches long. His morning walk had taken him straight into trouble. As the turtle quickly drew his head and legs into his shell, I assured him that what I was about to do sprang from the best of intentions.<br><br>I gripped him with both hands and walked toward a large patch of green grass safely beyond the street.<br><br>Just as I was about to place him on the ground, he peed on me. We\u2019re talking projectile urination. All down my left pant leg. And into my left shoe, as well.<br><br><em>Really?<\/em> I stop my car to save your life, and this is the thanks I get?<br><br>Note to self: Try not to pick up a turtle that has recently finished a large Slushy.<br><br>I do understand. Turtles don\u2019t have a multitude of ways to fight off predators. They don\u2019t have teeth, claws, skunk glands, porcupine quills, or a lion\u2019s roar. They pretty much have to go with the full bladder strategy.<br><br>The irony is that everything this turtle knew and loved wasn\u2019t coming to an end. His life was actually being safeguarded from great harm.<br><br>Which is pretty much how I respond to God\u2019s attempts to rescue me.<br><br>I rebel against God\u2019s gracious interventions. Hey, I was making such excellent progress. What gives you the right to interfere with my plans?<br><br>God must be stunned at our fear and incomprehension. When we mindlessly walk into trouble, we treat his efforts to redirect us as unwelcome violations of our freedom.<br><br><em>Thank God for his patience.<\/em><br><br>He will never surrender his commitment to save us from life\u2019s great dangers, even when there is no assurance we will ever say thank-you. That\u2019s the measure of the depth of his grace.<br><br>I won\u2019t give up stopping for turtles, either.<br><br>Although I\u2019m definitely considering keeping an extra pair of jeans in the car.<br><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>To listen to today&#8217;s reflection as a podcast,\u00a0click here Years ago, while driving to work on a warm summer day, I saw a large turtle slowly making its way across a busy street. It was rush hour. This was not going to end well for the turtle. I pulled my car off to the side, turned on my flashers, and&#8230; <a href=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/2025\/10\/05\/thanks-for-the-lift\/\">Read more &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":4935,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1012,1011],"class_list":["post-4933","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-gods-grace","tag-gods-patience"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4933","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4933"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4933\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4936,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4933\/revisions\/4936"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4935"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4933"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4933"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4933"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}