We often hear the phrase that God is our co-pilot.
Seriously, I would rather God was driving and I was only a passenger.
I’m riding in God’s side car and the turns are pretty wild.
I scream when turning corners, but all He does is smile.
He sees where we are going and takes turns that we must,
But down here on this dirty road, all I can see is dust.
I’m riding in God’s side car and close my eyes in fright,
But I know that He is leading on the path that’s safe and right.
When I can’t see the road ahead, and the way ahead seems dim,
He says, “Commit the map to me and only follow Him.”
When I did not know Him and traveled on alone,
So many turns were blunders that led away from home.
But now that I am with Him, the path ahead is true.
His vantage point is higher and He knows what I should do.
I’m riding in God’s side car and the devil knows I’m there.
Escorted through all evil, I remain in Jesus’ care.
I’m riding in God’s side car and I’ve often felt alarmed,
But I’m safely in His keeping, in the everlasting arms.
by Linda Smith, used by permission
Prayer- Lord, give us the courage to let you drive. Amen.
The doctor asked me not to drive until after some tests were completed. The tests were expected to take anywhere from two weeks to two months. It wasn’t the doctor’s fault, really. It is a government guideline, but that didn’t help my head much. I gave myself the Peter disease.
UGH!! Not drive? What was she thinking? How would I get to where I needed to go? How would I get to the grocery store or a doctor appointment? I’d have to beg the kids for a ride. I’d have to sell my home and go live in my kids’ basement. What about my car? What would I do with it?
In minutes, I’d worked myself into hysteria. Then I called friends and family and shared the disease. Some of them refused to take it on. They offered calm; they offered rides; they offered compassion… BUT I DIDN’T WANT ANY OF IT! I WANTED TO DRIVE MY OWN SELF IN MY OWN CAR!!!
But I had no choice, or so I thought.
I forgot to remember Peter, who forgot to remember Jesus
Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. (Matthew 11:28a, AMP)
Prayer – Father, forgive us for forgetting, rePETERly, again and again, what you tell us. Amen