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In a Human’s Nature

April 18, 2012

Acts 20:35
In all things I have shown you that by working hard in this way we must help the weak and remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he himself said, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’”


My car smelled like urine. The man I was taking to the doctor (my newest client), his Depends must have been old. I notice that now, with my business, that the folks from the “greatest generation” are frugal (I know, big revelation, right?) . Ack, though, they use a dang adult diaper until it is full, and wretched.

It smelled bad in my car so I cranked up the air conditioner. My little old man had a story for me that fine and sunny day, “My grandfather lived with us for the last 12 years of his life”, he said to me.

He was making a connection with me because I had told him last week about my family caring for my Grandpa during the last six years of his life.

“We used to walk together, my Grandfather and I, when I was just a teenager, he would get lost, so I’d go with him.” Mister Stinky Pants continued, “It was during these walks that I learned a lot about his life and the old country of the Netherlands. When he came to the US, he was a clam digger just off Stanton Island. One funny story he told me is about his best friend, Pauli.”

I was trying to concentrate but the ammonia smell from the urine had been choking me, so I cracked open the window, hoping this sweet and stinky old man didn’t catch a chill. The noise from the street was filtering into my ears as I was trying to drive and listen to this story and not smell the pee soaked disposable underpants. Oh, and my brain was also preoccupied with hoping that the adult diaper was doing it’s job and not leaking on my passenger side seat cushion on my car that is less than one year old.



Paulie apparently had his own boat, “My Grandfather was clamming from his working boat when he and his boys heard quite a commotion from Paulie’s boat. Paulie had a pleasure boat.”


He continued, “Paulie had a boat full of passengers and smoke was coming up from below rather thick once my Grandfather got there to help. By gosh, wouldn’t you know that there was Paulie in the front hollering out”, and the little old man in my passenger seat started chuckling and then waiving his arms about, imitating Paulie.

“Me first! Me first! And wouldn’t you know, that Paulie got off and abandoned his ship before any of his passengers had a chance to get off. But you know, I guess that is in a human’s nature.”, Sir Pee-Pee said in a grim tone.


So my question became this:

Is it in a Human’s nature to do this? To worry about the safety of only yourself and not others around you? Is it in your nature to pull a “Paulie”?

1 John 3:17
But if anyone has the world’s goods and sees his brother in need, yet closes his heart against him, how does God’s love abide in him?

5 Comments leave one →
  1. April 18, 2012 9:06 pm

    HAHA! 🙂 What a great story, and a good question, too….

  2. Joann permalink
    April 18, 2012 10:14 pm

    Oh Joy!! That cracked me up.
    My answer is yes, we do worry about ourselves first and that is why Jesus exhorts us so much to lay aside ourselves so many times. It’s a repeating theme in the old testament too. I think about Samson. If he had forgotton about his self and his whims and focused on the job that God had for him…Lawsy, the good he would have done. Instead, his eyes were gouged out…Lord, protect me from myself!!

    • April 18, 2012 10:27 pm

      Ha! So true Joann. Thank you for your insight here 🙂 thanks for reading!!

      Sent from my iPhone

  3. Jungle Jim permalink
    April 19, 2012 11:55 pm

    I remember the time I woke up in a room full of bed-wetters who insisted they had found a cure! Then I found out it was an A.A. meeting. There’s always a catch.

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