After the lesson, Ricky stayed behind to talk with Pastor Phillips. “Ricky, did you want to talk with me?” Ricky nodded and followed the pastor to one of the front pews in the church. “Pastor Phillips, I was thinking about something you said yesterday.” “Oh, what was that?” Ricky looked at the pastor and said, “I’m a lot like my go-cart. I seem to be running around without knowing where I’m going. Then today, when you talked about Saul, I finally figured out what I need to do.” Pastor Phillips smiled at the boy and then said, “Yes, Ricky. What do you need to do?” Ricky surprised the pastor by standing up. “I need to go home.” A puzzled look crossed the pastor’s face as the boy began to walk out of the room. “Ricky! Are you okay?” “Yes,” Rick said over his shoulder. “I just have to do something right now. I’ll talk to you later.”
Before Pastor Phillips could respond, Ricky Racer ran out the front door and began running down the sidewalk. Before he did anything, he wanted to talk to his dad. Everything seemed so confusing to him. He wasn’t quite sure what to think. So, he ran as fast as he could to his home. When he arrived, he unlocked the front door with his key and ran over to the phone. He was about to call his dad when he heard someone in the living room. “Wait a minute!” thought Ricky. “Nobody’s supposed to be home now. Is it a robber?” He carefully put the phone down and slowly walked toward the living room.
What he found surprised him. It was his dad. And he was reading the little book given to him by Pastor Phillips. “Dad! What are you doing? I thought you were at work.” His father looked up with a smile. “And I thought you were at Pastor Phillip’s church. What are you doing here?” Ricky sat down next to his dad and explained. “Dad, I’ve been thinking about my life. I’m like a runaway go-cart headed for destruction but I’m not sure what to do.” Ricky’s dad had a serious look on his face. “Son, I’ve been thinking the same thing lately. Ever since that talk with Pastor Phillips at the race track, I’ve been wondering about my own life. But now that I’ve read this little book, I know what needs to happen.” Ricky looked at his dad. “What’s that?”
“Ricky, I’ve tried to be a good person all my life, but now I realize that I’m a sinner and I can’t please God. Remember when Pastor Phillips was talking with me at the race track?” Ricky nodded. “He was telling me then that Jesus died for my sins and rose again. At the time I didn’t think I needed him. But today at work, I couldn’t quit thinking about my need to be saved. So, I’ve come home to talk to God about it.” As his father talked, Ricky almost cried. This was exactly what he had been thinking. “Dad, I learned today that God can change a sinner when he repents and believes on Jesus. Do you think God could save me?”
At that moment the door bell rang. Ricky’s dad frowned, but he got up to answer the door. “I’m sorry, Rick. Just a minute.” He walked toward the front door and looked through the window. “What a coincidence! It’s Pastor Phillips.” Ricky’s dad opened the door and let Pastor Phillips come in. “Dan, I was worried about Ricky. He left Vacation Bible School before it was over and I … oh, there you are Ricky.” He paused and noticed that both Ricky and his dad both looked like they had been talking about something serious. “Is everything alright?” Ricky’s dad was the first to speak. “Pastor, both Ricky and I have some questions and you showed up at just the right time.”
For the next few minutes, Pastor Phillips answered their questions and explained what the Bible says about their need to repent of their sin and believe on the Lord Jesus Christ. After reading to them several verses from his Bible, the pastor looked at them and said, “What do you think about these things?” Ricky and his dad looked at each other and smiled. God had been working in both of their hearts. And almost at the same time, they both said, “I need to be saved.” With tears in their eyes, both of them knelt by the couch, and one at a time told God of their own need to be saved. “Lord, I know I’m a sinner,” said Ricky. “I can’t fool you. Even though I don’t deserve it, Jesus died for my sins and rose again. Please forgive me and save me today.”
When they had finished praying, Ricky knew that his prayer had been answered. “Hey!” said Ricky. “What’s that, Ricky?” said his dad. “Pastor Phillips … dad … I’m not a runaway go-cart anymore. I know where I’m going. And I’ll follow wherever Jesus leads me.” In the days that followed, Ricky never became a famous race car driver, but he kept his promise and followed the Lord Jesus for the rest of his life. But how about you boys and girls? As you consider what happened to Ricky, let me ask you that very important question. Do you know where you’re going?