This morning, I tried my best to get going about 15-20 minutes early to get some work done. I didn’t quite do so well. I answered a couple of emails and lingered a little longer over breakfast than I usually do (but the Krispy Kreme honey bun was so good), and I wound up leaving the house only about five minutes early.
I didn’t get more than a mile down the road when I saw a familiar yellow figure up ahead. That’s right…behind the school bus. The one that only went 35 miles an hour! Mumbling under my breath, I let off the gas, resigned to my fate. Finally, the bus turned off into a subdivision, and I was back up to speed, as it were.
A few miles down the road, I got to an intersection I’ve driven through hundreds of times over the years…no exaggeration. Traffic was backed up leading up to it, which is odd in that semi-rural setting. Then I saw why. A pretty nasty accident involving four cars took up much of the intersection, and all of us had to negotiate it carefully.
When I’m in situations like that, my “what if” mode kicks in. I always wonder…What if I had been as early as I wanted? Would I have been in that wreck? It’s a rare time when “what if” doesn’t lead down a fearful or fleshly road. I find myself feeling a little bit grateful. I don’t know for sure if God spared me from that accident, though I know He does protect me, but I can’t help but wonder.
I like to think I’m in control of my life. Let’s face it…I like to be in control. I like to lead…I like to be in the driver’s seat…I like to plan ahead…I especially like when things go my way. But it’s in these moments, even the purely speculative ones, where I’m reminded of the fact that I’m not in control. God is.
It’s a most definitely comforting feeling to rest in that thought. Knowing that the God who created the world…who has the best in mind for me…who knows the plans He has for me…is in absolute and total control is a relief. And when I sense that fact, secure in the knowledge that He has His hands on the wheel, is truly liberating. It’s an even better thought that getting my way.