This past Friday night I was challenged to a race. My 11-year-old daughter and I were in my Dodge Caravan stopped at a traffic light when a black SUV filled with teenage boys pulled up beside of us. That is when the driver began revving his motor and the punks in the SUV began looking and laughing in our direction.
I, a middle-aged man in a Dodge Caravan driving home with his little girl, was challenged to a street race by a group of boys at a traffic light.
I didn’t take the bait.
When the light turned green, the boys sped off and I slowly made my way through the intersection and onward toward home. I wasn’t aggravated by what happened and neither was I worried.
I’m a grown man who has been married for nearly twenty years. I have five children who I love tremendously. The Lord has blessed me more than I could ever be able to fathom. I am secure in who I am and in who God has called me to be.
I have absolutely nothing to prove to a bunch of guys at a traffic light.
Jesus Christ has saved me from my sin. He has redeemed me by His own blood which He shed on the cross. Jesus Christ took my sin and imputed unto me His righteousness. Because of Jesus I am just as secure before God the Father as He is.
I’m not worried about proving my worth by racing down the road. My worth is determined by the price which was paid for me on Calvary.
And for that I am amazingly thankful!
When is the last time you were challenged to a race? How thankful are you for Jesus? Leave a comment below!