I do not admit to driving dangerously nor grieving other drivers. In fact, I consider myself a very good driver. Yet as I was commuting home this afternoon I realized the depth of my depravity as evidenced through my driving, and how our attitudes on the road are very much a litmus test of our personality and character.
Recently I’ve been convicted about driving much closer to the speed limit. For this reason I make a conscious effort not to always catch up to the car in front of me. It takes some discipline, but I remind myself not to be in a hurry and to budget sufficient time to get from place to place. This afternoon I watched as a car began to draw near from behind me, signaled to the right, and began to accelerate in an clear attempt to pass. Nobody likes being passed, right? “Well,” I thought, “I had better not aggravate him and speed solely in response.”
As it turns out, the gap naturally closed and the driver was forced to pull in behind me where he had started. Secretly, I was satisfied inside. He hadn’t been able to pass and I didn’t change my actions at all. Well, that is the problem. I should have accommodated him joyfully.
For Christians who have experienced the new birth, who are free out of the bondage of sin and are not servants of Christ, who give up all that this world offers in return for a heavenly reward – we who are of faith, who have received the pardon of grace for no reason other than God’s own pleasure, should have no reason not to lavish such grace upon others. We should be hoping well of others. We have become charged with represent Christ to a lost world with no conception of love. This is not a passive faith that means simply removing visible sin from our lives, but an active faith of submitting ourselves for the advancement of others that Christ might be magnified. Even while driving. Even when nobody knows.
Our heart reveals the difference between vibrant and dead faith. How is your driving?