God’s Word for Today: BAM
The house we are in right now is at the intersection of a quiet street crossing with an equally tranquil downhill road. That is, quiet in the respect of city streets in Paraguay.
There are the frequent sounds of motorcycles transporting people to and from whatever. Coupled with an occasional car making its way, along with a bus hurriedly taking a short cut to conserve time. But all and all, the traffic noise is minimal.
The other evening during one of these minimal noise moments, there was the ignored sound of a motorcycle passing followed by an extreme BAM. Then silence.
The silence alarmed me to get moving. This was not good. The BAM signaled an emergency that needed immediate attention. The silence instilled fear of dire consequences of what was to be discovered.
As I ran to the nearest victim, I glanced up the street to see that someone was already attending to the other body that had managed to take flight for a considerable distance before landing. That situation would have to wait. My subject had problems.
The young lady I approached looked to be one step away from meeting eternity. I gently took her exposed hand and started speaking to her. The other arm was bent underneath her at a strange angle. Her head had apparently found the asphalt somewhat early. One leg was severely scraped. Her spasms scared me. Due to possible hidden problems, I could do nothing but offer words of comfort and encouragement and silently pray to God for help.
Proverbs 8:32-33. “Now then, my children, listen to me; blessed are those who keep my ways. Listen to my instruction and be wise; do not disregard it.
How many intersections have you crossed with no thought? I’m talking about the intersections of life. Those crossings that are so frequent, you no longer stop and look both ways. The crossings of life’s decisions you drive straight through because you have better places to be.
Then, think about the intersections of your life where BAM, you were hit by something you didn’t see coming. Your immediate plans and final destination were totally slammed into and stopped. Life went to heck in a handbasket. There was the normal daily noise. And then, silence.
The question is, not if the intersection of BAM will happen, but when? Maybe more so, how many intersections does one blindly go through before you realize that instructions from your Creator might be good advice to follow?
Life is going to change. That is a constant. It is all in how we approach our intersections that counts. God wants to do 2 things: