Relentless

As if in response to my wishes from last night's post, it was in the SIXTIES today!!! Natural response? Jump in my Camaro, roll down the windows, and take a joy ride! For those of you that don't know me, driving is my drug. Nothing gives me an adrenaline rush quite like it. The roar of the engine, the precision response from the wheel... I almost become one with the car. Hands down my favorite thing to do. So I decided to hop on Memorial and just drive until I felt like turning around.

A ways down the road, I came to an intersection notorious for heavy traffic. Today was particularly heavy, and my irritation increases proportionally to the density of traffic. So, as I sat there, barely crawling forward at each change of the light, I became downright surly. This was NOT what I had envisioned.

As I sit there, a guy on a motorcycle comes flying up between the lanes to get to the very front. That really got me mad. I began fuming at this guy, who (in my mind) was rubbing the situation in all our faces, and showing off that he had the capability to bypass all of us, laws be darned. I swore in that moment: I will NEVER be that guy.

Time passes, and I have creeped a little further forward... and I hear sirens. Now I begin to understand why it's taking so long at this light. Slowly, the scene comes into view: A pickup has rammed the rear end of a little sedan, forcing it's front end underneath the back of the SUV in front of it. Paramedics are already on the scene, firetrucks are pulling up... and there's a motorcycle parked next to the accident. The motorcycle that had flown past me earlier. The rider stands nearby- holding his infant daughter in one arm and tightly embracing his wife with the other.

I felt about as good as dirt right about then.

I had read the situation all wrong. I had assumed this guy was just a jerk on a bike, proclaiming to everyone that he was above all the rules, not to mention us poor fools. In reality, this man was a father, who would let NOTHING stand in the way of him and his loved ones.





I think the point I'm about to make is so glaringly obvious, I probably don't even have to explain it.





What this guy did is, I believe, one of the requirements for being a father: Let nothing come between you and those you love. No obstacle is too large, no opponent too powerful, and no sacrifice too great to keep you from your family.

Yeah. You're getting it now.

I'm sure that none of you need any introduction to John 3:16. Perhaps the most quoted verse in the Bible, you only have to go to a sporting event to see people with signs displaying that verse. However, let me refresh your memories a bit:

"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."

God is the Father of humanity, we his children. However, sin is the obstacle that kept God from his children. So, true to the form of a father, God made the necessary sacrifice: his Son. His sacrifice destroyed that obstacle, and ensured that the Father would never have to be separated from His children again.

Grace and Peace be yours in abundance,
The Wayfaring Stranger