By Sandy Kirby Quandt

In the late 1960s, my parents and I visited my dad’s brother and sister-in-law. During that trip, Uncle Aylen and Aunt Leila took us to Disneyland. What a treat!!!

Unlike today, at that time you purchased individual coupon books for the rides. Inside each book were coupons listed “A” to “E”. “A” tickets got you a ride on the Main Street bus. With a “B” ticket you were able to walk through Sleeping Beauty’s castle. Not all that exciting. “C” got you a spin on the Madhatter’s Tea Cups. The Jungle Cruise cost you a “D” ticket. With an “E” ticket, you were allowed onto the Matterhorn bobsled and the Santa Fe & Disneyland Railroad. A must for us, since Uncle Aylen was a conductor for Santa Fe.

The “A” tickets were the smallest, and least exciting. The tickets worked their way up from there to the most advanced and most popular “E” rides.

Those coupons were great! They helped me learn to prioritize because once I’d spent that ticket, it was gone. The major drawback with the coupon book was the fact there were more “A” tickets in each book than there were “E” ride tickets. Imagine that. I don’t remember leaving Disney without experiencing all the rides I desired, but I sure did wish some of my leftover “A” tickets could have been spent on  “E” rides.

Thinking about those tickets got me to consider God and how very grateful I am he doesn’t dole out his mercies the way Disney doled out tickets to “E” rides.

What if all we got in life was a bunch of boring, small sized “A” ride blessings? You can only ride up and down Main Street so many times you know, before you begin to wish for something more.

Maybe there would be a few “C” rides thrown in to appease us where we controlled the table of the tea cup and made it spin like crazy, until we were so dizzy we couldn’t walk straight when we exited.

But a chance to sit up front on the Matterhorn bobsled as it pops out of the mountain, eases over the edge, and plunges through the water at the bottom like I did with my uncle and father? Priceless.

God’s mercies are new every morning. We won’t ever have to worry about using them all up. Those mercies may not all be “E” rides, but then even the Matterhorn bobsled would grow tiresome if that’s all you ever rode. Don’t you think?

But for those of us who acknowledge Jesus as Lord of our lives, we’ll be able to walk the streets of heaven with him. Talk about an out-of-this-world “E” ride!

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The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. Lamentations 3:22-23 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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