I commute 68.8 miles every workday. Needless to say, I spend quality time on the 101 and Pima Road. As of last week, I’ve been making that commute for two years. What lessons have I learned from the road?
More people know sign language than you think. The sheer amount of road rage I see every week is astonishing. It manifests itself in yelling, honking horns, and occasional sign language. The road seems to be a very angry place. Multitasking is possible at eighty miles per hour. I’ll never forget seeing a guy reading his newspaper while driving when I was a teenager. I remember it because it was so insane. On a typical drive home, I will see at least ten people looking down at their phone (in addition to working their GPS, radio, and air conditioner, all while eating dinner). The road seems to be a very distracted place.
Other people’s disasters can be very inconvenient. Over two weeks, the 101 was shut down for a fatality three times. The line of cars was packed with people shaking their head in frustration. The road seems to be a very self-centered place. It is so easy for all of us to be angry, distracted, and selfcentered in our daily lives. So many of us live one push away from losing our minds. We refuse to allow silence to exist for more than ten seconds. We don’t take into account the greater struggles of those all around us.
Where is the peace of Christ? Where is the Voice of God? Where is the compassion of Jesus? In John 15, Jesus gives us clear counsel, “As the Father loves me, so I also love you. Remain in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father's commandments and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and your joy might be complete. This is my commandment: love one another as I love you.”
We need to be the peace of Christ. Our words need to be the Voice of God. We need to show the compassion of Christ.
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