Our Journey to E91: July 26
Confession time: I failed the Indiana driver's license written exam today. Welcome to Indiana. We've lived in five states, and Indiana is the only one requiring a new resident to re-take a written exam. And it's been almost thirty years since I've taken a written driver's test! So, what were the pitfalls of the exam? The part on road signs. If you haven't taken a written driver's test in awhile, I'll let you in on a little secret. They show you sign shapes with no words in them, and you're supposed to guess what the sign means! O.K. For some of you, you may be thinking that's no big deal. But for me that's a big deal, because I'm more language oriented than symbol oriented (even though language is symbol driven as well, I know).
As I was preparing to leave the BMV with as much dignity as I could muster, I asked if they had a book I could study, and they graciously complied. On my drive home--yes, they let me keep my current license--I thought about a discussion Jesus had with some Jewish leaders in Matthew 16. These Pharisees and Sadducees came to test Jesus by asking Him to show them a sign from heaven. (I wonder what its shape was supposed to be.) In response, Jesus told them that they could interpret the signs of weather, but they couldn't interpret the signs of their time. He goes on and says, "A wicked and adulterous generation looks for a sign," (take that, Indiana BMV!) "but none will be given it except the sign of Jonah" (Matthew 16:4). And what was that sign? The death, burial and resurrection of Jesus. He was saying, "I AM THE SIGN! DON'T MISS ME!"
When I got home, I took my bruised ego inside, but I felt a little better knowing that maybe I didn't get all the road signs right, but hopefully I'm getting the one Sign right that has eternal value. And I hope you do, as well.