I almost got pulled over speeding on Sunday. I was grinding up a hill on a highway in Calgary, singing along to the radio… when I noticed a police car had pulled up next to me to match my speed. I glanced over… the officer glanced over at me… the officer shook his head "no"… my heart pounded… I looked at my spedometer and noticed I was going about 15 km’s over the speed limit… I looked at the officer and mouthed the words "sorry"… then I tapped the brake a few times until I was down to the posted limit of 80 again. The police car escorted me to the next set of lights… he then waved his hand at me… and he turned off while… I headed straight home.
I can’t say I love the law in moments like that. But I am sure thankful for the grace the law displays and makes me yearn for.
The remarkable thing about God is how much his "law" and his "commands" are interwoven in an attitude of grace. We often forget that… just as I often forget the grace that allows me to drive a car 80 km’s an hour. When I focus on the limit of the law my heart can grow frustrated. But when I focus on the grace of the law my heart can sing along.
The law tastes good when I consider the grace it allows and points me towards.
97 Oh, how I love your law!
I meditate on it all day long.
98 Your commands make me wiser than my enemies,
for they are ever with me.
99 I have more insight than all my teachers,
for I meditate on your statutes.
100 I have more understanding than the elders,
for I obey your precepts.
101 I have kept my feet from every evil path
so that I might obey your word.
102 I have not departed from your laws,
for you yourself have taught me.
103 How sweet are your words to my taste,
sweeter than honey to my mouth!
104 I gain understanding from your precepts;
therefore I hate every wrong path.