Tuesday, January 26, 2016

The Chase

“Don’t jump to conclusions - there may be a perfectly good explanation." ~ Proverbs 25:8
Officer McMurphy (Mac) was in a funk.  With all that’d been publicized recently about police actions, he wondered if he was on the wrong side of right.  Mac had signed up to protect and serve.  Maybe he was old fashioned, but he believed in public service.  He saw the worst of humanity on a daily basis and it tested his faith in people’s goodness and his natural optimism.
As he sat pensively considering retirement options, a car rocketed through a red light at the intersection of South and Main.  A semi-truck nearly blindsided it as the Mustang thundered away leaving a line of dazed cars in its wake.
Mac hit his lights and siren concurrently.  The Charger’s 370-hp Hemi V-8 roared to life as he tore down Main in wild pursuit.  With its menacing mug and scalloped body sides, the police cruiser looked frighteningly ominous.
Eyes wide, heart pounding, Mac prayed to remain under control.  The Mustang weaved in and out of traffic, running 3 consecutive red lights.  Pedestrians on the sidewalk melded into blurs as the two vehicles jetted past; the reflection of moonlight on parked cars turned into a blurred white streak.   
Despite the police car’s vivid strobe lights and screaming siren that pierced the night’s stillness, the Mustang didn’t appear to be decelerating.
Just as Mac was nearly within spitting distance, the Mustang pulled a hard right turn and gunned its engine down an obscure alley.  Police protocol requires backup, but have you ever tried to talk on your cell phone at 100+ miles-per-hour on city streets meant for 35 MPH?  He couldn’t let this cray driver get away.
Mac started to imagine what kind of conversation they’d have when the driver finally gave up, hoping that he’d have the chance to speak with a breathing person rather than a mangled corpse.
A hospital emergency entrance guarded the end of the alley.  The Mustang screeched to a halt directly in front of two automatic doors.  A man ran inside, ignoring the Officer’s call to surrender.  Mac ran after him, into the emergency room, where his 4-year-old son was bleeding to death after being hit by a car.
Mac said a prayer and walked away.
Jumping to conclusions is like putting two and two together and getting five.  When our minds race in the wrong direction, it can lead to false conclusions, stressful situations, flared tempers, and hurt feelings.  Maybe that’s why God says to think the best of others instead of imputing motives, making assumptions, and jumping to conclusions.  If we really want people to give us the benefit of the doubt, then we’d best do that for them.
Lord Jesus, You tell us not to judge, or we too will be judged.  Help me overcome the tendency to jump to speedy conclusions that can cause harm to others.  Use me to build others up and be ready to have my heart changed.  Amen