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Wipers

August 4, 2013

Photo by Abhisit Vejjajiva, Photographer to the Prime Minister of Thailand, Source Flickr (CC BY 2.0 Generic)

You drive north as large, sloppy drops begin to strike your windshield. You turn on the wipers.  Perhaps you are heading to a job you hate that pays the family bills. Or perhaps you are hurrying home to a sick child, tension in your neck and shoulders.

The road becomes slick. The rain falls harder.  You turn the wipers up, so that they oscillate faster. Back and forth, back and forth – a hypnotic rhythm.  The windows begin to fog, and you lean forward to check that the defrost is on.

Or maybe you drive south, trying to outrun an argument.  East or west, the direction hardly matters. It is the destination that counts. And all the while the wipers keep pulsing. Clearing the windshield.  Allowing you to see forward, even as daylight fades.

It is our destination that matters. Are we heaven bound, headed toward Christ?  If not, whatever our direction may be, we are lost.

As the wipers are a tool, a device to orient us – especially in storms, when they are urgently needed – so, too, is Scripture.  It clears our vision, helping us to see which road to take.  When Scripture sets the rhythm for our lives, becomes as familiar as our own heartbeat, we can rest assured that we are proceeding safely in the direction we want to go.

Our responsibility is not just to God. It is to all those in need of wipers.  Unless and until their eyes are opened, we may be their only exposure to Scripture. In effect, we must personify Scripture, make the Gospel real to them, in whatever limited way we can.

Have you wiped the eyes of a frightened child today? Have you wiped the sweat from the brow of a cancer patient undergoing chemotherapy?  Have you wiped the tears of a grieving friend? Have you wiped the table at a soup kitchen?

Christ would. In fact, we miss the opportunity of serving Him, if we avoid these situations. After all, He wiped away our sins.

And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner…stood at [Jesus’] feet behind Him weeping; and she began to wash His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head…” (Luke 7: 37-38).

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From → Christian, Faith, Religion

2 Comments
  1. Meg Lynch permalink

    This definitely goes along exactly with what I was saying! I love when that happens, like two puzzle pieces being fit perfectly together. 🙂

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