For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. (Hebrews 4:15)
This morning, I had every intention of keeping my eye on the prize, on keeping God at the center of every waking thought. I did pretty well as I got out of bed and started my day. Then, as I drove my first load of water back home, I hit a pothole. The jarring of the hole put a two-foot crack in my water tank, which proceeded to dump 400 gallons of water along the marvelous roads of Lafayette County, Missouri. God had to take a back seat to my sudden water crisis.
As I drove to Independence to buy a new tank and then drove back, trying to salvage enough time so that I could haul a load before I had to take Tom to his voice lesson. Apparently, an unannounced “Wide Load” and slow vehicle parade had been scheduled for this morning on I-70. My frustration grew and God was shoved to the trunk.
Perhaps you’re thinking that being tempted to neglect God for a few hours is hardly a big deal. I wasn’t tempted to go on a homicidal rampage, shoot up with heroin, or abandon my family. But as I think it over, if I can succumb to the temptation to thrust God out of my attention, I can probably be successfully tempted in any direction.
It’s good to know that Jesus didn’t waltz through life, living an unreal life in which the temptations weren’t genuine. He dealt with annoying people and the first century equivalent of huge trucks driving far too slow on the Interstate. He dealt with them and still did not sin. That would be depressing if I had to live up to his standard. Happily, he did it for me.