I admit, it’s been a while since I said much about NASCAR. Fact is, I’ve not been a faithful fan this year. At all. Last year either, to be honest. But yesterday, I was sitting in my office chatting with God when I looked up and saw this hanging above my desk:
And God spoke to me.
Weird, I know.
That’s a picture from RCR’s website back in September 2009. At the top of the picture, smack in the middle, is me. (More on that in Friday’s post…)
I had this misconception that, because NASCAR is so fast and near chaotic, the pits would be this crazy place with people running every which way, having near misses, and frantic, frantic, frantic.
It’s not. At all.
When the car pulls in, there is a choreography that happens. There’s nobody freaking out and buzzing around. One moves here, one moves there… It’s like a dance. I focused on one guy in every pit stop. He walked in the same place and did the same thing. Every time. Nobody Keystone Copped anybody. Everybody knew where everybody was, and everybody did their job. It was, dare I say it? Beautiful. Graceful.
What did God have to say? Sometimes, life is chaos. It comes at you fast. The government shuts down. Personal crises come. Spiritual warfare intensifies to the point you can no longer fight in your power but only in His. It’s fast. Wrecks happen and cars scrape the wall. Tires go flat and sheet metal needs to be repaired. A pit crew is needed.
In spiritual warfare, God and His angels aren’t running around frantically wondering what in the world just happened. Nope. They know exactly who is doing what and who is going where. It’s a perfectly fought battle. While the action heats up on the track, God and His crew are never flustered, always ready.
A somewhat goofy analogy? Yes. Truth? Most certainly. God is not moved or shaken by our earthly problems, even when they seem overwhelming to us. Thank God, as Daniel said, “There is a God in heaven…” And there always will be.