The Cost Of Salvation

A “New York Times” article by Lawrence Van Gelder included a scenario that went something like this:

At a busy New York City intersection, in the early evening, a red, compact car stops at a red light. A yellow cab, immediately behind, stops also. A little old lady with a cane steps off the curb and begins to hobble across the street. As she reaches a point midway between the compact car’s glaring headlights, the traffic light turns from red to green. Immediately, the cab driver leans on his horn. The driver of the compact shuts off his engine, removes the keys from the ignition switch, gets out of his car and walks back to the cab where he confronts the taxi driver. “Here are my car keys,” he says. “You run her over. I haven’t got the stomach for it.”

It is easy for us to identify with that poor woman crossing the intersection. We all know the feeling of powerlessness that…