Vehicular Sanctification

Anybody who knows me knows that driving is not good for my sanctification. There are times out on the road that people do stupid things - including myself - and I just about lose my religion. This morning I had a God moment in of all places my car.

I was on my way to Seneca Hills from home somewhat anxious about last minutes details that needed to get done before the start of Man Camp. About 10 minutes into my 45 minutes commute, I managed to get stuck behind an 18-wheeler. The road I travel back and forth to work is a heavily traveled road so I knew the chances of getting around this truck were slim to none. Not only was the truck an inconvenience, it also happened to be raining, which meant my car was transformed from a hunter green to a dingy, milky mess - you know what your car looks like after several wintery days! Even at a 100 yards behind the truck, I drove along amidst a steady cloud of road spray and left over gravel dust spread by salt trucks.

My anxiety meter began to climb and along with it my blood pressure. Almost immediately this picture came into my mind with the words "Slow down, I'm driving this truck! You're always so eager to run ahead of Me thinking that your worry and effort is going to make things happen. It's My presence that causes My blessing to flow - I am your reward, not your efforts. Just as this overspray is covering your car as you follow this truck, my blessing is directly related to how you follow my lead. Slow down and follow my lead!"

I stopped worrying about Man Camp. I actually enjoyed the ride behind that 18-wheeler, despite the filth that covered my car and the extra minutes it added to my commute.