3:00 AM Marginalia: On Bumper Stickers and the Gap You Slip Through Did you know the shortcut that ends in shame may save only about 90 seconds? This 3 a.m. reflection replays cutting into a turning lane onto New Hope Road, a long honk from a blue sedan, and the bumper sticker that suddenly felt like a warrant. It reads the moment through Genesis, where sin entered as a shortcut. The sermon on your bumper met the strategy in your steering wheel. There was a collision. Eternal First Words | March 2026 The shame is specific. It has a geography: the turning lane onto New Hope Road. It has a soundtrack: one long, accusing honk from a blue sedan. It has a theology: a bumper sticker on my own car, now feeling like a warrant for my arrest. What happened on New Hope Road? I saw the line. A mile long. I saw the strategy—the lane next to it, moving faster. I saw the gap, the car-length of mercy or distraction left by a driver ahead. I calculated, I signaled, I slid in. The horn was immed...