I’ve got two words for you: Road Rage.
If you’ve been behind the wheel of a car, you’ve seen it and almost certainly felt it. Traffic is infuriating, but inconsiderate, self-absorbed drivers take things to a new level. We all have our stories to share, but a friend of mine recently told one that left me in stunned silence.
He was simply driving to the grocery store, making his way through the parking lot. He spotted a vehicle backing out of a parking space ahead and turned on his blinker. He waited for the driver to pull out and even backed up his car to give the driver extra room. Just as he was about to turn into the vacant space, a young man came out of nowhere, cut him off, and pulled into the space ahead of him. My friend honked, but this fine young gentleman accompanied his selfish act with some hand gestures.
As my friend told me this story, my blood began to boil. I started thinking about what I would have said or how I would have responded, and none of them are found in the Sermon on the Mount.
But my friend remained calm and simply kept driving through the parking lot until he found another space—a couple of aisles over from where he had planned to park. He then proceeded to go into the grocery store, grabbed a few items, checked out, and walked back to his car. As he made his way through the lot, he spotted the guy who had cut him off. The young man was standing in front of his car with the hood propped open. My friend walked over and asked, “Is there any way I can help?”
By this point, my jaw had dropped, and I was feeling severely convicted—and I was just listening to the story!
The young man immediately realized who was offering to help him. He felt about an inch tall at that point, but my friend persisted. “Do you know what’s wrong?”
“My battery is dead,” the guy sheepishly replied. “My car won’t start.”
“Well, I’ve got some jumper cables in my car,” my buddy said. “I’m happy to grab them and see if I can help get your car started.”
Before the guy could decline the offer, my friend moved his car, retrieved the cables, connected them to the battery terminals in both vehicles, and successfully jump-started the guy’s battery. The young man was grateful but clearly ashamed of himself.
“If I had been you, I don’t think I would have helped,” he said.
“Well, that’s OK,” my friend replied. “Next time, you will.”
I will never forget this story. I still wonder: if my friend hadn’t offered to help, how would that decision have affected this young man’s life?
In His message known as the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus offered these words to the thousands who had gathered to listen:
“You have heard the law that says, ‘Love your neighbor’ and hate your enemy. But I say, love your enemies! Pray for those who persecute you! In that way, you will be acting as true children of your Father in heaven.” (Matthew 5:43-45, NLT)
This is not easy to do on a good day, much less when we have been wronged. But we have Good News to share with a lost world. If we respond as the world would respond, we surrender our influence and squander an opportunity to put the goodness of God on display.