I have contemplated road-rage for as long as I can remember. It puzzles me. I still can't figure out why kindly good-hearted human beings turn into vulgarity (yes, it is indeed a word, Dr. H.) cannons when they're behind the wheel. Does no one wonder if, maybe, the blinker doesn't work on that beat-up old chevy with the two-by-four bumper? Or possibly, that everybody has that moment of indecision when the light turns yellow as you are mere feet from it. Sure, some people drive like they're insane. (Don't be afraid to call the authorities if you happen by someone who could take a life, because of reckless driving.) And, yet, I find no place in the Bible where name-calling is encouraged under any circumstances.
I was in a car accident seven years ago. Somebody decided last-minute to make a sharp turn into a subdivision. That of course, meant that everybody behind that car had to step on the brakes to avoid a collision. I was among that line-up. As I slammed my brakes, a really weird thing happened. I could no longer steer the car. My brakes had locked. Because the road was slick, my car slid into the oncoming lane, it's driver unsuccessfully doing everything possible to get back over. Unfortunately, the zippy driver of the shiny new red car, did not view our collision as an opportunity to make a new friend. Perhaps, it was because she was a bit confused. You see, she could not decide if I was an unintelligent girl-version of the canine species, or an orifice in the lower half of the body. Either way, it would've been impossible for me to have intercourse with myself. Moving on...
Road rage is just one of those things that is "acceptable" because everybody does it. Listen Buddy, (Just kidding. - "Buddy", in my neck of the woods is the mean-hearted, non-cuss word for bad drivers.) I'm just crazy enough to challenge that. Try to think the best about the rest of the world behind the wheel. They are the same people you see at church, the movies, and at the grocery store. You wouldn't refer to them as "donkeys who have relations with their mother", for taking the last buy-one get-one box of Wheaties, would you? So, why direct imprudent sayings at them when they are in their vehicles? I'm just sayin'. Oh wait, no, that's not me talking... It's Wisdom... Let me see where is it?... Ahhh, here it is.
Wisdom is personified in the book of Proverbs. She says...
I hate perverse speech. Prov. 8:13
Also in James 3:9&10: With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God's likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be.
And in Philippians 2:3: in lowliness of mind let each esteem others better than himself.
Anyway, just chew on it for a while. I love you. You are the most AWESOME READERS EVER!
PS. I almost forgot! The winner of the kneecap scar competition....
Congratulations Jennifer! The scar is shaped like the letter H, but your guess, "L", was closest!
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