What We Were Made For

(From the mind of he)


The wife and I went to visit the family in Chapel Hill this weekend. My nephew was in a way off Broadway musical entitled The Remarkable Ark.

We were headed west on I40 and at exit 113 something crazy happened. I noticed a silver car coming from behind me at an extreme rate of speed. Had to be at least a hundred. Well the driver decided to take the off ramp without slowing, and I thought to myself 'how are they going to slow in time'. Then about that time we heard a very loud screech and when we looked over the car was flipping into the trees that lined the off ramp. We called the police, pulled off the road, and went up the on ramp to determine if the person was OK. Well, miraculously enough , the lady was completely uninjured. I talked to some others who had stopped and some said she was suicidal, others said she was running from the police, while another said her tire had been flat for a couple of miles and she was still driving 90. Someone approached the car and the lady in the car told them to leave her alone. All and all it was a very strange situation.

The amazing thing to me in this situation, other than her being uninjured, was the amount of people who stopped to see if she was OK. This leads me to the title of this blog. We were made to love God and love people. We were made to worship God. What I saw out there amongst the crowd was love. There had to be about 20 to 30 people who stopped what they were doing to care for another human being. Unfortunately it seems to take extreme circumstances to bring people together for the common good. When I think about this from a Gospel perspective it makes me realize that everyone who doesn't know Christ is in a serious situation. I need to stop what I am doing and present love and truth to them. Someone did that for me when I was living in a serious situation. Their care changed my life forever and enabled me to stop running and searching. I pray in this situation that the lady who received a second chance will stop running and surrender to a loving Savior.

And on a side note, my nephew was an excellent lemur and sang beautifully.