This will be completely random to some, but it’s how my brain works. I was at church the other morning when someone pulled a van into one of the handicapped spaces. I must say, it was one of the worst parking jobs I’ve ever seen in my life! This van was sitting in that space like a forward slash (/). Not only that, but because the van was so big, it was causing people behind and around to stop. No one could move until this van could fix itself. I watched as people, in Sunday morning form, tried not to get upset and wait patiently even though they knew they would lose their spot in their favorite chair. They waited while the van back in and out a couple times before it was able to straighten up and finally park straight in the spot. I watched this unfold and was intrigued.

I went away wondering how many times we slow people down in life because we are in the way? I remembered the story of the man who had to be let down through the roof to be healed by Jesus (that’s in Mark 2, btw). The reason they had to make an opening in the people’s roof was because there were so many other people in the way and they wouldn’t let them through to Jesus. For some reason that seemed to really strike a chord with me while I stood there. How many times have I been standing in the way of someone getting to see Jesus and be healed by His love and compassion? We hear so much about how the people can get in the way of what God may be doing in the hearts of an unbeliever. I don’t know how true that is ALL the time, but I know that it’s possible. So my question to you for today is, am I being used as a vehicle for the Kingdom of God to flow through? Or am I just double parked in the lot and holding up the flow of traffic? Don’t be a handicapping parker. Unless of course, you…well…yeah…