Road Rage

  • Michelle Botha
  • Mar 14, 2010
  • Series: The Informer

This email was doing the rounds last week when I came across it. Now, I am a devout hater of meaningless chain letters (especially the ones featuring pictures of kittens and/or babies dressed up and/or shoved into watering cans, baskets etc) and a loyal member of the, “No, I don’t care if I die at 12am, I refuse to pass on your chain letter” Facebook group. However, I thought this was not only rather funny but also a good reminder for us that ‘the world is watching’. In light of Scott’s series in Titus I thought this was a practical example of how a lack of self- control can have consequences for the credibility of the church in the world.  

 

Road Rage

A man was being tailgated by a stressed out woman on a busy boulevard. Suddenly, the light turned yellow, just in front of him. He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.

The tailgating woman was furious and honked her horn, screaming in frustration, as she missed her chance to get through the intersection, dropping her cell phone and makeup.

As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer. The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up.

He took her to the police station where she was searched, fingerprinted, photographed, and placed in a holding cell. After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. She was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.

He said, "I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your horn, flipping off the guy in front of you, and cussing a blue streak at him. I noticed the 'What Would Jesus Do' bumper sticker, the 'Choose Life' license plate holder, the 'Follow Me to Sunday-School' bumper sticker, and the chrome-plated Christian fish emblem on the trunk; naturally...I assumed you had stolen the car."