Without Grace
June 30th, 2010I got a red-light camera ticket this morning. Well, actually it hasn’t come in the mail yet, but I saw the cameras flash, so it probably will. I honestly don’t remember if the light was red or not. I’m kind of hoping I went in on a really late yellow and didn’t actually run it. I had a huge presentation at work today and the entire office has been consumed with it all week. I was at work until 11pm last night preparing for it, and then back to work at 7am this morning. I was so nervous about being late. I was thinking about the other project I have that has today as a deadline and wondering how I was going to get to them both. I was thinking about anything and everything that had to do with today – except the color of the stoplight in front of me. The traffic pattern was as if it were green. Everyone was stopped. I noticed that I could just get through with no one in the intersection – but I didn’t notice if the light had turned red.
I was talking to some girlfriends the other day about Christianity and ethics, and one friend said that she had been stopped a few times in her life, but never received a traffic ticket. She said she was just honest with the officer that stopped her. She admitted her traffic wrongdoing and said she knew she should not have done it, and she apologized. The officers so far had all given her warnings. I’m not suggesting that as a “get out of a ticket” strategy, but it is an honest Christian way of dealing with the situation. The officers in her cases also decided to use a Christian way of dealing with the situation. Grace.
There were two officers on the street during my camera incident. I don’t know if they noticed whether or not I actually ran the light. Neither stopped me because they saw the flash and figured that I had already been caught. The thing is, I kind of wished they had stopped me instead of the cameras. With a person, I could have said how tired I was; I could have explained the nervousness over my big presentation; I could have described the late night and the early morning. Furthermore, a person would have looked up my driving record and realized that I don’t run red lights as a practice. That’s probably only the 3rd time I’ve done it in my life – the first being about 20 years ago when I was alone on the street at 3am and the light wouldn’t change and the second about 3 years ago when I slid through a right-hand turn at the same camera as this morning. I don’t know if the officer would have given me a ticket if I could have spoken to her. She might have. But she also might have given me a warning – given me grace.
Ephesians 2 describes how we are all in sin, we all turn the wrong way, but God has chosen to respond with mercy and to bless us with the richness of eternity with Christ. Psalm 78:38 describes how God even holds back his anger – although he has plenty of reason to be angry with us. The grace that is given to some us in every day life – warnings instead of tickets, forgivenesses for foibles – can only exist because God extended grace to us. Everything good comes from God (James 1:17), and all of the grace we experience is his.
In the end, I’ll pay for the ticket if it comes in the mail and I will definitely drive more carefully in the future. But the cameras are a glimpse of what it is like in a world without God – a world where every infraction, no matter how infrequent, no matter the circumstances, is met with immediate and irrevocable punishment. A world without God. A world without grace.