I have said many times before that we should look different than everyone else. We should measure our ethics and standards against the Bible rather than measuring ourselves against this world we live in. I have been hearing this message everywhere I turn lately, and today it hit me like a ton of bricks.
My husband and I took a class at our Church yesterday and at the end of the six-hour meeting, the Pastor randomly spoke about driving the speed limit. He said “The law says drive 50, but ‘everyone’ is driving 70…what does obedience look like here?” That watered something in my spirit that had been growing, but I didn’t think twice about it. You see, a few months ago my husband heard in his prayer time that he needed to drive the speed limit. All. The. Time. It makes me insane to be chugging along at a ripe ol’ speed of 55mph on the highway. My heart nearly bursts every time I’m in the passenger seat, and if one more Smart Car zips past us I might need to be institutionalized. (Submission, guys. This thing is no joke!) As painful and frustrating as driving the exact speed limit is I know my husband is being obedient and I am proud and supportive.
In my car, however, I drive fast. I always make sure that I’m not the fastEST, but me and my Rav-4 stay under the radar and get the job done. I never really asked God if He wanted me to drive the speed limit. Why? Because I really didn’t want to take the chance of offering it up, just in case He said yes. Well, I was running late to Church this morning, mainly because I had stopped to get a much needed latte. To make up some time on the road, I found the fastest thing moving and drove right behind it with hopes of arriving on time. Let me just say right now- the truck in front of me was literally moving fast enough to break the sound barrier. (I shouldn’t be allowed to say literally anymore.) Low and behold I am pulled over, I am given a ticket, I am late.
I complain to myself, Why didn’t that truck get a ticket?! There were two options.
A. The truck was going so unbelievably fast that the police didn’t even see it. (Okay, Unlikely.)
B. God has put it on my heart to be obedient in all things. And I wasn’t.
I finally arrived to church with my nearly untouched Starbucks in hand- the same Starbucks that cost me a ticket- and found myself trying to remember if there are signs that say “No Food, No Drinks” outside the auditorium. I see people every week with Thermos’ and coffee cups so I knew that it was accepted. Sure enough, however, walking up to the door I see about ten signs proclaiming food and drink are not allowed. I was torn. My pumpkin-spice latte was harmless! It needed me! I asked a greeter with fingers crossed and my sweetest smile, “Can I bring this inside?” Guess what? I had to dump that sucker out. I wanted to say “But everyone else brings coffee in there!” Yet in that moment I knew that God has no interest in me compared to everyone else, his interest is in me compared to His Word.
"Since you have heard about Jesus and have learned the truth that comes from Him, throw off your old sinful nature and your former way of life, which is corrupted by lust and deception. Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes. Put on your new nature, created to be like God- truly righteous and holy."