Alignment
Just the other day, I went shopping at IKEA, and in the self-serve area, I managed to grab a shopping cart that had one of those wheels that seemed to have a mind of its own. Every time I hit a little seam in the concrete, the cart would dramatically swerve off in the direction of the rut. It ended up being more of a workout than a shopping experience.
Now, I suppose that I could have kicked that wheel repeatedly until it fell off, since it was causing my cart to stumble, but in the end, I just kept pulling the cart back into alignment. It was more work, but I was able to keep the cart in one piece that way.
Who’s Your Timmy?
“I remember his parents, and how he got lost in Jerusalem when he was 12! They had to come back and find him!”
“I remember one time he built a table with one short leg, and it used to wobble constantly!”
“Come on now! This cannot be the Messiah! I used to babysit him!”