One day as I was driving home I came upon a dilapidated car stuck in the middle of the road. It couldn’t move and I could see the student had no idea what to do. And then I saw an enormous refuse truck coming down the road too, quite fast.
I could see that the driver hadn’t seen the little car stuck in the middle of the road. The student could see disaster was upon him, but there was nothing he could do. What could he do anyway? You want to shout at him to jump out and warn the truck, but there was too little time because these things don’t happen in slow motion.
The truck was driving fast and nothing could stop him. About five metres from the car, the truck driver woke up and stepped on the brakes. The tyres went up in smoke but unfortunately it was too late. The impact from the truck sent the little car straight to the scrapyard. The poor student. His only possession, and he could do nothing to prevent it.
Often in the world we live in every day, things happen that we cannot prevent. You know it’s coming, but there’s absolutely nothing that you can do about it. You simply hang onto the steering wheel and wait for the impact.
At first, we would have been sitting in our life car just like this. Every moment of the day we would’ve had to hang onto the steering wheel, waiting for judgement day to bump our little car right into the scrapyard (or maybe hell?) at any moment. Our life car was simply too overloaded with all our sin to get out of the way of the death truck. We were so scared when we saw it coming in the rear-view mirror. We knew this was it, but, unfortunately, there was absolutely nothing we could do. I could see the veins bulging as my hands gripped the steering wheel…
Then the terrible crash and I knew I was dead.
But no, here I am, still in my car, with the smell of oil and petrol and steel and tar and burning. I sat and wait for everything to die down before venturing out of my car. What had happened? Where was the truck?
Speechless I stare at the whole mess. Unbelievable! The truck had smashed into a pole right next to my car. A wooden pole had appeared right behind my car. A wooden cross that bore the whole impact, and not even a scratch (amongst all the others!) can be seen.
With the impact, someone had fallen off the cross. He took my hand, and made me get back into my car. He got behind the steering wheel, started the car, and we drove off not saying a word.
9God didn’t set us up for an angry rejection but for salvation by our Master, Jesus Christ. 10He died for us, a death that triggered life. Whether we’re awake with the living or asleep with the dead, we’re alive with him!
What wonderful news! Tell it to all you know.
What does the good news do to you?
What does it do to others?
With whom do you have to share it now?
Jesus, Son of God. We don’t always realise what it cost You to die for all our sin. I kneel down in gratitude and worship before You. The price has been paid. I can live – forever. Amen.