We had been married for about a year when we totaled our 1975 Chevy Vega in a head-on collision with a 4-wheel drive Ford pickup truck. We were returning to Andrews University in Berrien Springs, Michigan on a Sunday evening from Kenosha, Wisconsin where Pam’s parents lived. There was a severe winter storm that January evening, but we made it within 10 miles of our home when the accident happened. Pam’s face hit the windshield requiring stitches and a light night in the emergency room, but there were no serious injuries.
It was a month later when we were at a Chevy dealership in South Bend, Indiana desiring to purchase a slightly larger Chevy Nova to replace our last car. This experience was perhaps more traumatic than the head-on collision. We had decided on the car, but the process of deciding on the price was arduous at best. We were sequestered into a small room. Our salesman assured us he was on our side and would get the best possible deal for us. He would go to his manager for 20-30 minutes at a time pleading on our behalf. He would come back with new terms and new decisions for us to make. After 2-3 hours, we just wanted to leave. I just wanted to know the bottom line. At what price would they really sell this car? We finally left there having purchased a new 1976 Chevy Nova. But I was determined to never go through such a process again. Even though I had purchased a car, to this day I am still not certain as to their bottom line.
When it comes to life, we all want to know the bottom line. We want to know the bottom line in our purchases, in our work places, and in our relationships. In Colossians 3:1-17, the apostle Paul talks about the principles, realities, and virtues of the Christian life. In verse 16 he says, “Let Christ’s peace control you. God has called you into this peace by bringing you into one body.” I don’t know about you, but I want the reality of inner peace. That’s my bottom line in life. What’s yours?