yesterday morning around 5:00am, an 18-wheeler carelessly and callously attempted a u-turn in our north parking lot and proceeded to plow into our monument sign. it didn’t end there. after knocking over our sign, he circled out of the far north driveway, taking out the pillar of our front brick wall.
(we know some of the details, because one of the employees of our landscape company neighbors had arrived early, heard a crashing sound and witnessed the truck leaving our parking. by the time he put two and two together, it was too late get a license plate number.)
what’s wrong with people? didn’t this driver’s parents teach him any manners at all? where do people get off believing it’s only wrong if you get caught? the more i looked at the mess, the more frustrated i got.
where’s the justice? i wanted this guy to get caught. not only did i want him to pay for the damages, but i also wanted the weasel to get some punishment.
maybe a fine. be put on probation. get a ticket. driving school. how about the walk of shame…complete with handcuffs?
ain’t gonna happen. he got away with it. probably laughing all the way to the local waffle house for some fresh-cooked breakfast after his stealth getaway.
the kind of justice i want is nothing but a figment of my imagination.
it’s amazing how quickly our hearts can turn. what is it that makes our need for justice…for payback…for fairness…so controlling? in a moment, we can go from peaceful, patient, loving and caring…to angry, vengeful ogres…all because life is not fair and we have been taken advantage of.
i suppose it’s just human nature to react that way. it’s embedded in our character right from the beginning. just watch toddlers squeal with anger when the “childhood fairness doctrine” is violated.
mom: “junior, you’ve got plenty of toys. i know your little friend didn’t ask before he took your toys…and broke them. but jesus would share his toys with other children…and he would always forgive them if they broke any of them. “
junior (in his little pea-brain): “mom…what are you thinking? these are MY toys. i unwrapped the presents. i’ve cleaned up the mess and put them all back in the toy box. and now you want me to share them with this bozo? and he broke them! forgive him? really? what planet are you on, lady? this kid doesn’t need forgiveness, he needs a beating. or at least a time-out for a week. the mercy rule doesn’t apply here. this is all about justice.”
or something like that.
we are plagued by our sense of fairness and our need for justice. when we are wronged or taken advantage of unfairly, our souls are often restless until revenge and payback is played out…controlled by our emotions and undisciplined thinking that won’t rest until justice is served.
but life is not fair. evil will often prevail. the innocent will be abused. good people will be taken advantage of. it’s just the way life is in a broken world.
here is some truth i hold on to: vengeance does not belong to me…it belongs only to god. all of it. i am never to repay evil for evil. in this world, we will face difficulty. bad things will happen. but jesus told us our citizenship is not here. we are part of a greater kingdom. one that rests securely in the belief that god will someday make all things right…where justice will be served.
we trust that, in the end, HIS will…his plans…his desires…will be done. we live with the confidence that his mercy and his justice will be fairly executed.
it’s funny. i suspect that when god’s justice is finally consummated, it will no longer matter to us.
so why does it have to matter now?
oh well. anybody want to help sweep up some brick debris in the parking lot before we all get together to sing of the greatness of god’s love on sunday?