This past Monday I had an appointment with my PCP. The appointment went well and concluded with a flu shot — so I anticipate being sick with the flu in the next two or so weeks!
After the appointment, I walked to my van. Our van is a white Dodge Grand Caravan. It looks like every other white Dodge Grand Caravan. I clicked the remote to unlock the doors and opened the door. When I opened the door, an alarm started sounding. So, I put the key in the ignition, but it would not turn. Then on the dashboard the message was displayed: “Incorrect key inserted.”
I thought this was odd: I could not possibly have inserted the wrong key as the key is very distinctive and I only have one like it on my key chain.
Then I noticed something else that was odd: the mirrors were not set where they need to be. Then another oddity occurred to me: I had backed into the parking space and now was sitting head in the parking space!
I then figured out that I was not in my van! I’m not sure if this van had not been locked by its owner or if my remote had unlocked it as well as my van . . . which was about three or four spaces away. I got out, pressed the lock button on my remote and quickly went to my van. As I drove away, the alarm was still blaring and, well, I just hope nobody saw me or took down my license plate.
As I drove home, I happened to drive by several churches. Each of them had a different name and, if you do some research, you’ll find that each teaches slightly different things regarding salvation.
You might say that there are many people who think they are in their “van” (church) ready to go “home” (heaven), but they do not have the right key to start the van (baptism by immersion for the forgiveness of sins, Acts 2:38, 22:16 etc.).
How many people do you know who are in the wrong van? How many of them have you gently tried to correct, Galatians 6:1?