When I think of this concept, I think in terms of “consider the consequences,” whether good or bad results. Some of us achieve recognition through our spouses, our children, our jobs, our community service, in essence for the betterment of all those we leave behind.
There are others, however, who post to Facebook, which in itself is a nonimpact type of action unless it is slanderous or stalking, so they can be heard in a world of so many voices. Perhaps we play our music so that it vibrates the vehicles next to us, or use loud, vulgar language and behaviors in front of innocent children, in an effort to be seen and heard.
Our behaviors give an insight to how we feel about ourselves. So, I say all of this to come to my main point - someone or ones have found their claim to fame in the vandalism known as criminal mischief of riding the streets at night to destroy mailboxes. Can you imagine telling your grandchildren one day, “Yeah, I made my mark by beating up mailboxes. I rode through the night with (a pipe?) and whacked at people’s mailboxes while the owners slept!”
Or better yet, when you finally find a purpose in life to go to an employer and say, “Yeah, I’ve got a record. I was caught for tearing up people’s mailboxes.”
Seriously? This is how you want people to think of you into your adult years? Let’s not even consider the fact that this is the second time my mailbox has been hit. The first time they ran over a brick structure and had to have sustained some damage to their vehicle. This time, they went through the county and hit many mailboxes, including my new one gaining some sense of what? Accomplishment? Thrill? I don’t understand it.
I see it as petty and childish and nothing to brag about. Let me say this - If you have nothing better to do with your time, then you are sadly in need of a life.
This type of behavior is pathetic to say the least, and I don’t mean to encourage you to more destructive actions, but rather think of how you can help those around you. Volunteer at the park, help to clean the stadium. Pick up trash along a stretch of a road. I know the animal shelter could always use an extra hand or 12. I’m just saying!
Having relayed all of that, I would like to move to the story of Job. The devil stepped in and destroyed the man’s life. (My mailbox is not my life, but so many people have been affected by your actions and it adds up.) When Job showed his faithfulness to God, everything he had lost was restored to seven times, I believe.
God can work the same way in your regard. I’m not saying you will never have a decent mailbox, but everything your actions destroy He will keep you from gaining in your life in other areas until you make restitution for what you have done. He cannot bless you while this is out there in your history. A reckoning must take place.
I do not have a scripture for this particular concept, but I am thinking of this scripture: “For there is nothing covered that will not be revealed, nor hidden that will not be known. Therefore whatever you have spoken in the dark will be heard in the light, and what you have spoken in the ear in inner rooms will be proclaimed on the housetops.” (Luke 12:2-3)
Riding in the dark of night so you are hidden? It will come out who you are eventually. The Psalmist said of God, “Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, but the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You.” (Psalm 139:12)
God knows who you are, and when the time for justice comes, you will be treated like an ant, a termite, or a wasp ... pesky. Man or woman, up. Do the right thing.