This time, instead of a health scare like last year, I narrowly missed getting run down by a car.
Sunday afternoon I walked across the street to the mailbox to pick up the mail I had missed on Saturday. While I was at the mailbox, the neighbors came home and he paused to honk at me, then turned into his driveway at the other end of the yard from where I stood.
As I turned, I heard a thunk-crash-screech and watched the car he had just hit come to a stop as it drove onto his yard. There was probably two car lengths between me and it, so I wasn’t scared as much as startled and glad that it hadn’t been any closer. It wasn’t until today, when Mom mentioned how grateful she is that our neighbor’s SUV had hit the car, that I realized he probably would have hit me, if he hadn’t been stopped by the accident. Wow and Praise the Lord!
It all makes me think of salvation. No matter what I did to prepare, no matter how I had lived my life, nothing I could do would have saved me from that car had it continued on to me. I had nowhere to go that wouldn’t have been in it’s path, no defense to protect me from it’s mass and force. If my neighbor had not taken that hit for me, I could be dead or left with a lifetime of pain and medical issues.
Death and then judgment are like that car. They are coming right for each of us. Why? Because none of us is perfect, none of us is without a history of hurting others and ourselves. More importantly none of us can save ourselves. No matter where we go, we are still in the path of judgment.
The only escape is for someone to take the hit for us, like my neighbors took the hit with their SUV. And God knew that, so he sent Jesus to die, to take the hit, for us. Unlike my near miss experience though, there is a part that we play in our escape from judgment. God has said that salvation is a gift that we each must accept for ourselves.
Now if I had time, I could find a bunch of scripture to back up what I’m saying about judgment and salvation, and without the scripture everything I’ve said is just an opinion, no more valid than anyone else’s. I just don’t want this story to get lost, waiting to be finished. I want to say that I love God. I’m glad he’s the one in control and that he has a plan for my life and that the plan included sparing my life yesterday, just like he spared it all of last year. Thank you, Jesus!