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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Hands on the Wheel

I’m certain that out running in the pre-dawn silence is where God speaks most clearly to me.  Today was no different.  I have been struggling with some things and I was searching for answers on what I needed to do in order to regain control of my life.  While it is a crazy time of year, I just wanted to calm the chaos.  I thought to myself ‘put both hands on the wheel and steer this stuff where you want it to go.’

Then it hit me.  Well, God hit me.

I have been doing exactly that.  I’ve been the one driving the proverbial car of my life with
both hands firmly placed on the wheel.  Every time God tries reach over and guide me, I swat His hand away.  Like saying to God: ‘I got this’; ‘I’ll let you know when to slide over’;  ‘Just sit tight until I need you.’

That is called the God of convenience.  Here’s a hint.  Try to avoid this.

Fortunately, God is quite forgiving and never leaves us.  He’ll just sit tight and let us keep going the wrong direction.  He intervenes many times before we drive off a cliff, but he allows us to be stubborn and stupid.

We live in one of three ways at various times in our lives.  There are always two hands on the wheel, but are they both yours, both God’s, or one of each?

One of each sounds really nice.  Sort of like a team.  The trouble comes when you realize your preferred route is largely different from God’s.  He won’t fight you on this.  He’s patient.  Next thing you know your hands are back at 10 & 2 going the way you came.

Life isn’t best lived under our own control.

No, life is a really long road trip.  We’re human.  Eventually, we’re going to need to let someone else drive.  The sooner we realize that the less distance we have to travel to get back home.  I’ve gotten WAY off track at times and the road back, even with God in firm control, can be a long one.

I’m sure by tomorrow or next week I will find myself driving once again, but for today…it’s God turn.  Think I’ll try to take a nap.


Run in Peace, Rest in Grace