Tuesday, August 18, 2009

I'm not somebody who washes his car every week. Although I often admire shiny cars, making mine shine has never seemed to rate a high priority, unless I'm going to sell the thing. 

But a month or so back, when I stopped into Pep Boys looking for a roof rack, since Zoe and I were about to leave on a camping trip, I spotted a bottle of Turtle Wax Carnuba and decided t buy it, to give the old Corolla a thin skin of protection before we headed off into desert sand storms. 

However, the roof rack took longer to assemble than I'd planned, as did packing. So the Corolla didn't get waxed until today.  

When a car hasn't gotten waxed in some years, stains appear, at least if the car is white. I supposed those stains would remain for eternity, but once I started rubbing, they began to vanish, which prompted me to rub more diligently and to remember The Karate Kid. When Mister Miyagi ordered the kid to polish the cars with a circular motion, that was only to teach him blocking, right?

Wrong. The circular motion works like magic, I discovered today. So does Turtle Wax Carnuba. 

As the stains continued to vanish, I remembered a lesson from long ago, when a book called Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance persuaded me to seek quality in a task I didn't see a lot of value in: paneling the interior of a Ford van. All the pains I went to, and the time spent, proved a small price for the pleasure I got from driving around in an aesthetically pleasing environment. 

Here's the lesson: whatever we approach with an effort to achieve quality not only gives us pleasure, it boosts our ability to devote ourselves to quality in everything else, such as writing, raising children, creating a business, or kicking field goals.

Besides, the shinier my Corolla becomes, the lighter the temptation to spend money I don't have on a replacement. Okay, it's travelled 165,000 miles. But not only did it take me 4000 miles to Chicago and back in June and another 3000 miles around the west in July without a sputter, it's almost as shiny as the new ones.

When the Bible admonishes us to do everything as unto the Lord, it's not just telling us how to make God or our employers happy. It's also serving up some mighty practical advice.

Now, I'll go out vacuum that lovely 2001 Corolla.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ken, I'm reading along, and it's quite a pleasurable image you create, and then I come to the end and you tumble off into superstition ville again.

What does it mean when you say "make god happy?" Conversely, what does it mean to make god unhappy? Then, of course, what does it mean if god is happy or unhappy? Are there results from god having one or the other state of mind? Does god have a mind that can have a state of being? Do you suppose that some action or lack of action from some human being on a tiny wayward planet has the capability of make some god happy or unhappy? And if so, does an unhappy god punish you? Does a happy god reward you? No wonder this notion is often referred to as a "father."

Like Nietzsche wrote, you might as well worship a donkey. It's all the same.

Ken Kuhlken said...

Don,

Welcome back.

Pardon my delay in responding, the result of one part busy and several parts shock that a smart fellow appears so unwilling to grant that his sensory and reasoning mind has limitations and that to pursue some matters might require or at least justify comparison to the observable.

Or, could it be that you're simply trying to corner me.

Nietzsche, by the way, was at least as much a humorist as a philosopher.

I hope all's well down your way.