It happened somewhere around Santee, California. I am not certain, because I was actually lost.
It had been a number of years since I had driven those freeways in southern California and I missed an exit and long before I knew it I was miles off course. I ended up with a large crack in my windshield.
I had to live with that crack for a month before my insurance could take care of it.
For a month! It started to wear on me.
Everyday I went out to my truck to go to work and there it would be. However, it also caused me to think.
It made me realize was living a life of routine. I had gotten lost on the highway, taken the wrong turn so to speak and ended up with damage to my truck.
This took me out of my comfort zone. If I apply that to my life it would be the same and it made me uncomfortable and I did not like it.
That is what was really bothering me about the crack. Many times in my life I have ventured down life’s highway, gotten lost and found myself in a position of physical, emotional or spiritual damage.
It was time for me to learn from that cracked windshield.
There was simple beauty to be had in it if I just opened my heart up to it. Then it occurred to me that during his short three and a half year ministry Jesus Christ spent much of his time devoted to the healing of the sick and the lame.
In fact in Matthew 9:11-12, “…Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and ‘sinners’?” On hearing this, Jesus said, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.”
We are all sick, because we are all sinners. There is only one who has ever been perfect and he died so that cracked windshields like you and me could find salvation not our comfort zones.