"Just the Good Ol' Boys..."
This one will likely get me in trouble.
CMT, which I am a big fan of, has been playing Dukes of Hazard episodes the last several months leading up to the movie version release—which I still have not seen. The Dukes, as everyone knows, were famous for outrunning their nemeses in the General Lee. My roommate and I may soon be referring to my car along similar lines.
Ryan and I have decided this semester to volunteer for parking lot detail at New Hope (our church). First service parking came and went without incident. Afterwards, we came home for a bit as a good friend of mine from my firefighting days, Johnnie Morris, and his wife, Dinah, were planning to join us for second service.
On our way to second service we came upon a stoplight late. “Late” as in it had already been yellow for most of the morning. I asked my roommate, “What do you think?” Without hesitation, he replied, “Go for it!” A split nanosecond later we both spotted the cop stopped in the oncoming traffic. Too late.
I went for it and as I did the cop turned on his lights. Half-a-block down I asked Ryan, “I wonder if I should turn?” “I don’t want any part in abetting a criminal.” I turned anyway. Both of us were closely watching my tail as we weaved through the streets of Manhattan. Thankfully, no ticket.
Was I running from the law? Tough to say. After all, this particular cop could have been after the jaywalker illegally crossing the street (didn’t see one, but there COULD have been one) or maybe a police call came in just as we crossed the intersection (hey, you never know).
When we got to church, both of us had a pretty good laugh as this was the first time either of us had run from the law and to think it was only so we could get to church on time.
CMT, which I am a big fan of, has been playing Dukes of Hazard episodes the last several months leading up to the movie version release—which I still have not seen. The Dukes, as everyone knows, were famous for outrunning their nemeses in the General Lee. My roommate and I may soon be referring to my car along similar lines.
Ryan and I have decided this semester to volunteer for parking lot detail at New Hope (our church). First service parking came and went without incident. Afterwards, we came home for a bit as a good friend of mine from my firefighting days, Johnnie Morris, and his wife, Dinah, were planning to join us for second service.
On our way to second service we came upon a stoplight late. “Late” as in it had already been yellow for most of the morning. I asked my roommate, “What do you think?” Without hesitation, he replied, “Go for it!” A split nanosecond later we both spotted the cop stopped in the oncoming traffic. Too late.
I went for it and as I did the cop turned on his lights. Half-a-block down I asked Ryan, “I wonder if I should turn?” “I don’t want any part in abetting a criminal.” I turned anyway. Both of us were closely watching my tail as we weaved through the streets of Manhattan. Thankfully, no ticket.
Was I running from the law? Tough to say. After all, this particular cop could have been after the jaywalker illegally crossing the street (didn’t see one, but there COULD have been one) or maybe a police call came in just as we crossed the intersection (hey, you never know).
When we got to church, both of us had a pretty good laugh as this was the first time either of us had run from the law and to think it was only so we could get to church on time.
posted by The Bearded | 10:50 AM
3 Comments:
Hmmmm....Isn't there a biblical reference about obeying the laws of the land? :-)
mrh
Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.
Glory!
Jesus bailed on situations when He thought He might be persecuted before His time.... I think you were just driving in His footsteps, and I'm personally encouraged by your story!.
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