As there a lot of youth here in Ecuador, some of my thoughts turn to my own youth. As I teen, I was into a lot of drinking and the social party scene. Growing up in a section of the city made it easy to do, with all that was going on socially. especially since all my friends did it.
One night we were out drinking beers in the car and driving down Centre St for some reason. All of a sudden, the cop lights turned on behind us, and we got pulled over. The police came up to the car, and seeing all the beer cans and the drinking, got us out of the car and has us line up against the fence on the side of the street. They were probably about to put us in the back of the cruiser or get a paddy wagon, and I was like a deer in the headlights, wondering what was going to happen. If we were brought before the law, we were guilty, and we would be charged. I wanted out.
My friend Rob was next to me, our hands up against the fence. He had a lot more experience getting out of pickles with the police in these situations, and he knew all the shortcuts and had the good ideas for escape. He said under his breath so I could hear, “On 3, we’re running to the right. 1 … 2 … 3!” We both took off running as fast as we could, flattop haircuts flowing through the breeze, Girbaud jeans pegged to my ankles, my white and green suede gazelle Adidas sneakers digging into the ground with every step. We ran down to Billings Field, the park around the corner, and the officers couldn’t keep up. We ran out into the middle of the field, where we could anyone coming in any direction, and we waited there for probably a half an hour, before we finally scooted away to finish our trip to freedom.
We made it. We escaped justice.
How is that? I should have been arrested. Underage drinking, and in a car – that can take peoples’ lives. How did I make it out of the hands of justice and not get arrested?
I had a trusted friend with me to follow out.
Who of us hasn’t broken one of the Ten Commandments? OK, if you think you’re doing OK at that, let’s start at number one: who can really say they don’t put anything else above God? Well, just check your schedule and where you put your attention.
So how do we escape from the justice we deserve? If you rely on the Law, you’ll be in the back seat of the cruiser. Before the Law, we’re guilty as charged. We need someone besides the Law, someone we can follow to escape. We need a friend to put our trust in, to run with, if we want to escape from justice.
Jesus, I trust in you!
Now before faith came, we were confined under the law, kept under restraint until faith should be revealed. So that the law was our custodian until Christ came, that we might be justified by faith. But now that faith has come, we are no longer under a custodian; for in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith. (Gal 3:23-26)