If you are in my company and have a valid driver’s license in your possession, the majority of time I will toss you my keys and buckle up in the passenger seat beside you. Believe it or not, I can sit back and relax extremely easily from this position. I was never one of those moms who cringed when her teens began driving. I could not wait. Almost immediately as they became reasonably capable, they were given a set of keys to our automobile and they embarked on “Driving Ms. Brady” on all my errands. It’s a running joke that I am the worst driver in the family and I gracefully wear the badge of honor if that will get me out of driving. With all that practice of driving me around, both of our girls have become extremely good drivers.
If I were a wealthy woman I would hire a chauffeur to drive me around. I literally detest driving anywhere!
The paradox of it all is that is seems like all I do is drive these days, trips to Texas, Missouri, Tulsa, and then of course my job as a Foster Care Recruiter requires a reasonable amount of travel as well. As I grow older it seems as if my intense dislike for driving gets worse. My peripheral vision is not as it once was. There are moments when the ridged side of the road and I become too close for comfort friends. Not good. Then there is the night driving. Some refer to it as night blindness but I am not giving in to that quite yet. I just think they have chosen to use semi-invisible paint to line the highways with these days. Seriously, I may have to get some 3D glasses so the lines will come out to greet me at night. And forget about being able to turn on the radio station and drive at the same time. How did I do that when I was younger? I have found that I cannot multi-task while driving. Before starting down the road, at my age I have to turn on the GPS, the radio, get my seat positioned just right, get my mirrors in place, find my sunglasses, have my bottle of water handy, and go back into the house one more time for a potty break! Then maybe, just maybe I can drive down the road for an hour or so before I have to stop again. It’s in all probability a good thing that I do drive by myself a good deal of the time because I would definitely drive other people crazy!
It may appear that I am driving by myself, but I am not unaccompanied. I know who really is “Driving Ms. Brady” down the highways these days. I may not physically see Him, but He is there. When those lines on the road seem impossible to see, He reveals them to me. When my car seems to swerve a little too close to the edge, He’s the one who gently nudges it back on course. When the radio station needs to encourage me, He is the One who sends that perfect song that touches to my heart and soul. And yes, when I need a potty break and I am traveling by myself, He is the One who provides a safe and protected environment. I am a wealthy woman and I have the Greatest Chauffeur anyone could ever have.
Psalm 32:8New Living Translation (NLT)
8 The LORD says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.
I will advise you and watch over you.
Love this Teresa! You could have just as easily been talking about me. I nearly panic when I have to go any furter than Midwest City. And I do not get out after dark unless absolutely necessary. My trips with Cari were frightening to say the least and I am so glad I had “the passenger” helping me drive those late, long trips and getting us home safely. Where would we be without Him? Glad I don’t have to find out.
Sonya We are such kindred spirits. I was thinking of that just this morningnandnpraising God for you and Richard even before I received this comment. I truly love you. Teresa
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