Power Hour

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Last night, about 9pm, my husband and I set out for our anniversary vacation to Palm Beach, Florida. Our plan was to drive through the night in hopes of missing all the traffic and making good time. Right away, everything was going according to plan. As soon as eleven p.m. reared its ugly head, it seemed as if the roads opened like the red sea.

Yes, all was calm on the traffic front until – out of nowhere – the highway “safety patrol” was on our tails. I use the term safety patrol only because it was plastered all over the vehicle in question. Not a single thing about his driving was, in any way, safe. He was swerving in and out of passersby, speeding recklessly and all around being a horrible example to his fellow drivers.

2 Corinthians 6:3
“We live in such a way that no one will stumble because of us, and no one will find fault with our ministry.” - NLT

Why is it that at the slightest hint of assigned power, humanity seems to lose themselves in supremacy? I wish that I could say it was only our highway safety patrol that abuses their power, but we all know this not to be the case. As I sit here typing this, I can think of a number of instances where I have thought myself above the rules.

Even in our spiritual lives, where we know the one true power personally, we cannot wait to wrestle away a little authority for ourselves. As children of God, we know that we have been saved by the Almighty’s gracious hand. Regrettably, however, I have often seen this saving power abused. People run off and continue to lead sinful lives, knowing full well that God’s mercy is limitless.

There we go, swerving in and out of on-comers, and all the while…eyes are upon us.