While driving the other day, I pulled a right turn and cut off a guy in a little sports car.
To be fair there was a large SUV turning right and the small car was hidden behind it, but I will admit I was in the wrong. I was in the lane when the guy in the sports car blared on the horn. I threw up my arms because I didn't know what had happend.
The guy responded in anger.
I would have, too.
I kept driving, but felt like a huge jerk. I didn't know what to do. We stopped at a light, and I turned to mouth that I was sorry, but he still didn't look too happy.
I asked my wife why there wasn't a hand symbol that showed apology. But then I started thinking about how when I am behind the wheel, I almost never feel bad. I, like many other drivers, sit down in front of the wheel, totally focused on myself.
Convicted, there are two things on my mind, how can I drive like a follower of Jesus, and what a hand gesture that isn't negative look would like.
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