“my, how you’ve changed…”

We have to renew our driving licence photos. I did not realise that this was what happens but after 20 years they want a new picture of Sally* and myself for our driving licences. I guess this is because they imagine that people change after 20 years. It can’t simply be a sneaky way of getting more money out of us.

This is the DVLA building in Swansea where they issue demands
for new driving licence photos.

I am quite pleased really. I don’t like my current driving licence picture. I have changed physically in 20 years. In it I am wearing some dodgy glasses and have an embarrassing amount of hair. (Yes, ‘some’ hair!). On occasions when I have to produce some photo i.d. I dislike showing it because it is so different to how I look today.

So if we had a photo of how we looked spiritually, 20 years ago, would we notice a difference? What would those differences be? In what ways have we changed? Where has the Spiritual Fruit grown? It’s worth pausing and considering this from time to time. It is not intended as a guilt-inducing exercise, but one that will encourage as we see how God has been changing us.

Sitting on the side of the road, waiting to catch speeding drivers, a Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 12 MPH. He thinks to himself, “This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!” So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over. 

Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies — two in the front seat and three in the back – eyes wide and white as ghosts.

The driver, obviously confused, says to him, “Officer, I don’t understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?” 

“Ma’am,” the officer replies, “You weren’t speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers.”

“Slower than the speed limit?” she asked. No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly… Twelve miles an hour!” the old woman says a bit proudly. The Policeman, trying to contain a chuckle, explains to her that “A12” was the road number, not the speed limit. A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error.

“But before I let you go, Ma’am, I have to ask… Is everyone in this car ok? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven’t muttered a single peep this whole time.” the officer asks.

“Oh, they’ll be alright in a minute officer. We just got off the A120.”




*Sally has not changed much at all.

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