There he was. Draped over his steering wheel. Hands covering his face. Ashamed. Embarrassed. Frustrated. His co-worker sat next to him.
Behind him was the police car. Lights flashing. A police officer was obviously writing a ticket for the crime the young man had committed.
My heart went out to him. Company truck. Probably on his way to a job to support his family. And he broke the law. Mean old policeman.
Wait a minute! I don’t know what the young man did, but the cop was doing his job! Maybe the fellow ran a stop sign. Maybe he cut someone off. With six grandkids and another on the way, I’ve become much more sensitive to potential car accidents in the making.
How easy it is for us to sympathize with another law-breaker. For we are ALL law-breakers. And we need God’s grace and mercy through Christ. We sometimes need the authorities who have the power to write us a ticket to mercifully simply give us a “warning.” But it’s not something required. We don’t deserve a warning. We deserve punishment when we’ve broken the law.
Not only are we law-breakers, but we are hypocritical. Last time I saw those flashing blue lights in my rearview mirror, I thought, “Oh, no! What have I done? How much will the ticket be? How will I ever explain this to my wife?” Then my prayer life kicks in. “Lord, please let the officer just give me a warning. Please, Lord.”
Then the policeman zips past me after some other criminal and I cry out, “Get ‘em, Copper!” Mercy for me. Justice for the other guy. How about you?