Somewhere I read about a man who went to an auto auction. They were selling cars to benefit a certain charity. Vehicles in this auction were classified as either “Running” or “No Start.” On the auction block was a No Starter. It had a shattered windshield, two missing tires, a sagging front bumper, a cockeyed grill, a hood that was sprung up at an angle, and dings and dents all over the body.

Before he started the bidding, the auctioneer announced the car’s year, make and model. And then the auctioneer read the owner’s comments: “Please note,” the owner had added, “the radio does not work.” (1)

Well, there was a lot more wrong with that car than a broken radio.

Some people are like that car. They’re broken and they’re not even certain how they got that way.

It reminds me of the Luthera…