FOR WE AUTO enthusiasts who are Christian, I fear that the sparkle of chrome and clear-coat paint often lures our eyes away from the brightness of the real prize. This occurs naturally. For as persons who work toward perfection in a car restoration craft, we strive for accuracy. Like in eyeballing the precise gap between a trunk lid and fenders when restoring a classic car, we often find that taking proper measurements can be difficult. Yet we find it rewarding. We meticulous car people know that careful measurements often can make the difference between doing what is known as the best restoration job... or just cranking out something run of the mill.

 I remember a particular time in my own life when instructions about measurements became extremely important. The occasion occurred after I was enrolled in a tool and die apprenticeship class. In the ‘60s, I had been hired by the Budd Company in Philadelphia PA. I was placed in a class with other apprentices to learn the trade. Told by the instructor that when the class was completed, I would take my place as an apprentice alongside experienced journeyman machinists… with their help... I would get my hands-on training.

The first class seemed rather simple. It was about how to read a ruler. Yes, indeed…       a ruler. I snorted a little when hearing him. I thought, “Anyone can read a ruler.”

But the ruler was called a “scale”. The metal scale given to us displayed measured lengths in both US Standard and Metric measurements, Now, you may know that US standard measurement work in increments of 12, like the number of our Lord’s disciples. Metrics on the other hand measure in tens… like the Ten Commandments… those laws which show us our shortcomings when comparing

ourselves to God.

 On the scale, US measurements could capture distances as small as 1/64th of an inch, But here was the rub… we needed to do math in order to convert the measurements if we did not have a scale. I wasn’t that good at doing math. I struggled, but only with patient instruction and practice the conversions job became easier. It was good to have a scale that read both.

 After we apprentices learned the scale, they then introduced us to the micrometer. The “mike” could measure down to one ten thousands of an inch. In great detail they taught us, they wanted us to do well. With that skill beneath our belts we could be let

loose in the shop, much like the disciples were let loose by Jesus into the land of Israel.

 Under a master craftsman’s watchful eye, we thus began to work in the shop and were taught measuring. We learned in microscopic exactness the difficulties to be encountered when we measured a solid object. We first filed and measured a metal cube, exactly one

Divine Measuring Scale...

Then I was given a measuring rod like a staff, and I was told: “Rise and measure the temple of God and the altar and those who worship there, but do not measure the court outside the temple; leave that out, for it is given over to the nations, and they will trample over the holy city for forty-two months. (Revelation 11:1)