Living in Indy for 17 years, I've never gone to the 500. We rode bikes from Bill and DJ's place, a lot of fun. We joked about advertising to all the stopped cars. We even met a WWII vet on his bike (a 50-year guarantee he said).
My main takeaway came after watching about eight or nine cars taken out of the race due to accidents. I imagined the drivers spending their whole life to get to this point, then loosing everything they dreamed about in an instant.
At least three drivers were simple victims of another driver's choice. The reporter asked one driver how he felt about it, his reply was "You can't let this place get you down, you have to be positive, and just come back next year". His choice in that moment seemed better than a couple of others who cried (Sarah Fischer), or jumped out of their car threatening to get physical revenge (Danica).
More than a positive attitude, we believe that our Dad will help us finish the race, even when it seems that the wheels come off and all is lost. The world can't understand and sometimes we can't explain, we just believe based on His indestructible life (Heb 7:16).
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