Call on Jesus
Traveling 60 miles per hour, I glanced to the right just in time to see a white sedan heading straight for me—right into my lane as if I wasn’t even there! I jerked my steering wheel to the left to avoid a collision. The next thing I knew, I was in a crazy spin and three lanes over, looking at the panicked face of a man driving toward me. My hands clenched the steering wheel as I cried out, “JESUS!”
The fact that I wrote this article is proof I am still on planet Earth. I did regain control of my car. All I know is I was headed for a bad wreck, I called on Jesus, my car stopped hurtling toward another car, and I found myself between the white dotted lines and heading in the right direction. I was panicked. Jesus heard my cry. Peril became pure astonishment.
I pulled over into the emergency lane to still my soul. “Thank You, Jesus!” I said over and over. Tears fell down my cheeks.
It was surreal—like what the disciples experienced when Jesus came walking across the sea. Their boat was in serious trouble, fighting the wind and waves, and they were struggling. They were afraid. And what did Jesus do?
Jesus spoke to them at once.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage! I am here!” Then he climbed into the boat, and the wind stopped. They were totally amazed. Mark 6:50-51 (NLT)
Take courage. He is here. This is the same message He sends to each of us who call on Him. He will calm the storm that frightens us. His presence alone brings peace. The verse says “he climbed into the boat, and the wind stopped.”
When I was headed for a collision, Jesus climbed into my red car and it stopped spinning out of control. He was with me. He set my car back between the lines. He demonstrated His mighty power over physics and His tremendous love for His child. And even if He had chosen to allow my car to crash, I know He would have been with me to bring peace to my soul in that outcome.
by Anna Kuta, Crosswalk.com
“As I was with Moses, so I will be with you. I will not leave you nor forsake you.” Joshua 1:5b
I was driving home late the other night, rolling down the winding, two-lane country road I’ve been down so many thousands of times I could probably drive it in my sleep. I had the radio turned up and one hand on the wheel, and then — CLUNK! Before I knew what was happening, my front right tire thudded through a gigantic pothole that came out of nowhere. The whole car jolted and I just knew a noise like that had to have done some damage.
“Oh, please don’t let me have a flat tire,” I said out loud. Cringing, I pulled over at the next road and worked up the courage to get out and look … and to my surprise, my tire was still intact. I stared at it for a few minutes, waiting until I was sufficiently assured that it wasn’t going to deflate in front of my eyes, and then I breathed a sigh of relief and continued my drive, albeit a good bit slower and more cautious this time.
Isn’t life just like that? You’re going along smoothly, and all of a sudden something turns your world upside down. A loved one gets a cancer diagnosis. You lose your job. Your best friend moves halfway across the country. Someone dies too young. You’re making your way down the road just fine and then you crash into a pothole that almost derails you. We all know the feeling all too well.
I was having one of those weeks where every single thing seemed to be going wrong, and then I heard a sermon illustration that stuck with me. It was the story of a gravel lane leading to a farm and a huge pothole that appeared after a rainstorm. Before anyone had a chance to fill it in, though, a bird laid her eggs in the pothole. She hatched her chicks there and stayed with them until they left the nest. All the locals warned their families and friends to avoid the pothole, and everyone drove slowly by to see for themselves the little birds thriving in a place that no one would expect.
How often do we look at the potholes in our lives and curse them? Yet, from a rocky, ugly place, little birds sang and took flight.
God did not promise that our Christian walk would be easy, but he did promise he would never leave us. His presence, His love and His peace are the only things that can fill in the holes in our lives. He smoothes out the roughest of roads with His strength and comfort. And above all, He grants us grace sufficient to make it through whatever may come. The Lord will never leave our side.
If not for the pothole on that gravel farm lane, the travelers would never have been able to witness a small miracle taking place there. If not for the pothole on my drive home the other night, I probably wouldn’t have slowed down and I might have had an even worse encounter around the next bend – with a herd of deer in the middle of the road.
In the midst of a week where I thought my world might crash down, I cried out to God to help me through, and it was only when I had nothing left to rely on but Him that I felt His presence more clearly than I had in a long time – and it was exactly what my heart had been yearning for. “Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you,” as James 4:8 says. Only God can fill our potholes, and he fills them with Himself. May we never miss the little blessings hidden along a bumpy road.
Leviticus 19:18 18“‘Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against one of your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the LORD.
Love…keeps no record of wrongs. 1Corinthians 13:4 Jesus said that this was one of the Laws that summed up all the others (Matthew 22:39,40). I’ll bet when you read that verse, the ‘bear a grudge’ part pricked your heart, or at least provoked a memory. We seem so ready to be offended in this day and age. Jesus warned us that this would be true (Matthew 24:12).
We have lauded self-esteem but forgotten to warn of pride. Pride sets itself above others and demands that others give us respect and honor. If we hear a word spoken against us, we readily forget all the words we have spoken against others and excommunicate that person from our love and grace. In the worst cases we play the offense over and over in our minds until it festers and becomes an infection in our memories. Just the passing thought of it brings pain.
Believe it or not, the cause of all that is self, not the one who offended you. If we esteem others better than ourselves, we will examine their words to see if there is truth in them. If there is, we will apologize and adjust our life. If there is not, we will give those words to God and go on loving that person. How many times have we offended God? Does He harbor each offense and remind you of them every time you want to pray? Jesus said (paraphrase) that God will treat you as you treat others. It sounds like we had better be very generous in our forgiveness!