Driving
through northern Illinois
one beautiful spring afternoon, I was busy noticing tractors in the fields,
flocks of birds flying north, the green of spring grass along the road. I was
not paying attention to the signs warning of road construction ahead. Suddenly
I realized that the line of cones in the road meant that I was not going to get
on the bypass around Rockford .
Getting off at the exit, I decided that I could find my way through Rockford .
Minutes
later, I was hopelessly lost amid one way streets all going the wrong direction.
The quality of housing deteriorated as I came to one business park after
another. Finally I happened upon a shipping yard of a company that looked still
active.
At
the office, I asked for directions back to the Interstate. “Where are you
headed?” the manager asked me.
When
I responded, “East of Elgin,” he said, “There’s been a big accident up there.
Let me think about how you should go.”
A
truck driver picking up papers said, “He’ll never find his way out of here if
he doesn’t know the roads.” Looking at me, he said, “Follow me. I’m going to Elgin . You know your way
from there, right?” As I pulled in behind him and followed through the maze of
one-way streets onto Highway 20, I was truly grateful for his guiding.
Today
we find Matthew lost in the predicament
of being a tax collector; subject to government officials for particular sums,
needing to make a living, and despised by the people from whom he collected the
taxes. Clearly, all of his roads were one-way going the wrong direction. Into
this mess, Jesus says, “Follow me.”
Prayer
Lord, we are tempted to find
our own ways, and then we get lost. Thank you for showing us the way to your
kingdom. Amen
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