Okay. How hard is driving? Is it really that tough to handle all the things you’re supposed to take care of while driving?
Is turning on your blinker before you switch lanes too hard to accomplish? Is checking your blind spots too much of a strain?
I swear, some people treat it like it’s rocket surgery!
What’s so hard? Step one, flip blinker on. Step two, check blind spot. Step three, change lanes. That’s all it takes! Are people so lazy that they can’t even handle three steps? It takes three steps to toast a Pop Tart!
Then, how about those of you out there who follow way too close behind the car in front of you? Isn’t the rule “one car length for every 10 miles per hour you are going?”
That means, if we’re on a 65 mph road and you are behind me, you should be at least six car lengths behind me.
You should not be in my tailpipe, you bumper humper.
You speeders need to calm down too. I saw a guy the other day pass by a Police speed scanner that shows you how fast you are going. It clocked him at 78 mph. This was a 45 mph zone.
But the worst is the combination of all three of these, the Nas-Car. The term is derived from “Nasty” (as in “mean,” “vicious,” “rude,” or “venomous”) as well as the fact that most moves done by this driver belong at Daytona, not on the highway.
There’s at least one, usually a lot more, of these each time I get on the highway.
They have mastered the skill of bad driving. They speed, first of all, to a “not-gonna-be-alive-much-longer” pace, boldly going 80, 90, or higher in a 65 zone. They want to pass everyone, you see. So, they zoom uncomfortably close to the cars, waiting for the smallest of gaps to open up and then begin weaving back and forth between lanes, without using their blinker, mind you. It only takes one and a half car lengths of space for this guy to try his luck in trying to be the fastest man in the world to pass 18 cars.
Not only does this cause chaos among the careful drivers, but it really rarely serves a purpose, because that guy is usually waiting at the first stoplight in town when we arrive behind him anyway. All that speeding for nothing.
Sometimes, as Christians, we can get our head so deep in the drive that we forget to look out for the well-being of others. We let our selfishness come out again, like it did before we became Christians.
Things like when a visitor is sitting in your regular pew in church. Because you’ll be uncomfortable looking at the right side of the Pastor’s face instead of the usual left, you would rather make the visitor feel like an unwelcome burden and ask them to move.
You don’t think that they might have been on the fence about coming to church in the first place and that your rudeness might be enough to convince them they should have stayed home.
Or, how about when we gossip? We let our mouths go a hundred miles an hour gushing about all the latest dirt with our non-Christian friends, not even thinking about how bad that makes our Savior look to the unsaved.
These things aren’t what we would call “big deals.” But they add up to some pretty nasty business that become terrible habits and a very selfish way to live.
It’s time to put the brakes and selfishness and start being a courteous driver on the road of life. Don’t be a Nas-Car.