This past weekend, I drove to Fort Worth, and just south of the Metroplex, I ran into a section of highway that was under construction. All traffic slowly merged into the right lane and continued along a five-mile stretch at a slow, but steady pace.
That kind of thing happens often on Interstate 35 in Texas. And in the many times I’ve been stuck in construction traffic, there are always cars that cut in line, and there are always cars that jump the median and head for the frontage road.
But until last Saturday, I’d never seen a church van do both of those things.
Yep, I saw the church van cut in line, and then I saw it take off across the grass toward faster pathways. Once traffic evened out on the south side of Fort Worth, I saw it pass me. It was speeding.
I assume it was speeding for the Lord. I’m sure that church van was on Kingdom business (it was the beginning of spring break, after all). Certainly, their work was more important than mine.
But if you are going to break a bunch of traffic laws, I’d advise you not to do it in a church van, with your name, address, phone number and website clearly painted for all the world to see. Instead, if you must put lives at risk, take my anonymous-looking gray Hyundai. I don’t even have a fish bumper sticker.
