Are you a flasher?

Ha! Got your attention with that title, didn't I?

This morning I went to my home church office to get some work done. I'd asked Pastor about using an empty office at the church to make my phone calls and do general work like that, because it's quiet and free of distractions. Working out of my bedroom means that I always have a dozen things that I could do instead of working. Pastor readily gave me the approval, and this morning was my first (very successful!) work time there.

On the way, however, driving over the back roads to the church, I passed a cleverly concealed police car. I saw him clearly, but the steep hill in someone's yard provided the perfect cover from the oncoming traffic. Then I faced the dilemma: should I flash my lights to the opposite traffic, warning them that the cop was there?

Traveling as much as I do, I often see people flash their lights toward my lane of the highway, and I admit, I've often slowed down based on their warning. And, in the interest of total honesty, I've also flashed my headlights in warning to others.

This morning I didn't, though. I felt like, in the interest of safety, people flying along the backroads probably deserved to get caught, I mean, they should be encouraged to slow down.
Ariel Rainey