Now, of course, every time we approach a traffic light, he starts yelling from the back seat what I should do. Which, don't get me wrong, is super cute. I even ask him to be my helper. I pretend to not look at the light and ask him to inform me when it changes so we can go.
The problem is right hand turns. He gets so frustrated when I turn right on a red light. I tried to explain it to him but that was a fail. Now I just say "oops!" and keep driving.
Last night my husband was driving home and sure enough we had a very frustrated little boy in the back seat. I turned to look at him and thought to myself "I wish he would relax and stop worrying about things that we have under control."
Nothing teaches me more about God than my own children so, immediately the light bulb came on. It was as if God was saying "now, where have I heard THAT before?..."
Why is it that we worry so much and try to tell Him how to lead us when He's got everything under control?
Today, I'm determined to let Him drive!
Debra
It's really funny that you posted this today because I was just reading in Matthew the other day where Jesus teaches about worrying and why we shouldn't worry. I feel like I am the biggest worrier and it is always about something that I have absolutely no control over. And one of my prayers is that I stop worrying so much and just let God do his thing. So I feel like this post is comfirmation for me. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteYou're not alone, girl. I not only worry but tend to be a control-freak. I often find myself trying to help God out. We probably sound as funny to him as Joa telling me how to drive. Glad He's patient with us. xoxo
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