Amber and I have been experiencing a very interesting situation the last few weeks. One of those situations that test your heart. Shows you great things and at the same time how gross you are.
It started about 3 weeks ago, when we noticed the first one. It was deep and made me mad, I had no idea where it came from or why someone would do that to me. Then a couple more a few days later, so I am thinking this is some punk kids that have it out for my car. Yeah see my car has been getting keyed. So I am thinking this is happening at like walmart or something, you know some kids have told all their little friends, "hey go find the green honda". So I am trying to think of ways to set up my camera in my car and bust them.
Then it happens a couple days later yeah so now there is like 10 straches. By this time I am furious, I am speaking curses for the next 30 years on these kids lives. I am discovering though that it is happening outside my apt. So I decide to set up my whole survellience system out the window looking right at my car. I am going to catch these guys. So I film from 11-1 at night. By this time it has happened to 3 other cars bad. So I tell my youth group guys they should come over and dress in all black like ninjas out of the movie "the three ninjas" but then I want you to shoot them at point blank range with paintball guns till they cry like babies and we can laugh at them. See I told you my heart is gross.
So I film like 9 days and see nothing, I am like what the heck, cause straches keep showing up. Then last sunday we bust him. Yep, well not me but my neighbor who went for a smoke and saw him do it to his car. So he confronted him, and they guy thought he could get away. The man was 63, yep 63 and we were like I'll kick your hip out old man stop trying to get away as if he could. He was mad cause he had to walk around our car on the sidewalk. So he pulled his little knife out that he probably won and his grandsons birthday party at chuckie cheeses and put 30 scratches in my car. So the cops showed up and did this whole investigation, (which I find funny cause only in sheridan do all the police show up, snipers are mounted on the roofs, and the guy in the helicopter is yelling, "I have a visual, I repeat the suspect is in view") makes me laugh. So anyways I was so pumped he was caught and so we were talking court and getting new paint jobs and all, then about two days later he was arrested, because the damage was so bad it turned into a felony.
Thats when I was like aww man thats lame. Really the guy was probably retired getting ready to leave
for the bingo championship and I am sticking it to him. Cause after court I have to go reposes his car, sell it, and get money, or sell his house. So I sleep at night knowing this.
But what God was showing me is a glimpse into his heart and how mercy and justice work. Cause you and I want justice. I want my car fixed. And I do far worse things to God and he loves me still. I find hate in my heart for this man cause I did nothing to him and he did this to me. But Jesus never did anything to me either and I offend him every hour. To show this man mercy and justice at the same time would be for me to, after he is convicted of the crime (which is the justice), forgive him and pay the price of all the damage myself which is the mercy. That is what Christ did for me, but I didn't key the car, and Jesus didn't sin. I can only show mercy or justice, but more than that its a heart issue of forgiving this man and praying for his salvation. By showing him the love of God he could let his anger go and embrace Christ. Isn't that the goal as christians. But we want to hold onto our anger. We want justice and talk about mercy, but we want justice.
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