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Remembered one of my pastor's teaching and came to this realization:

I claim to have given Jesus the steering wheel, to lead me to the right path, to direct my life, and take full control of it.

Yes, that might be true for just some time.

But there I was, sitting at the backseat, not relaxing. Instead, I was watching Him drive, contradicting His decisions whether to turn left, right or just go straight ahead. I was shouting out loud whenever I wanted Him to stop but He kept driving.

I was telling Him what to do with my life when He knows full well the plan He had laid out for me.

I've seated Him at the driver's seat. Yet, I was there at the back, acting as the backseat driver.

I said Jesus is my Lord. Yet, I wanted to reclaim the throne of my life from time to time, whenever I felt like He's ruining my plans. But the truth of the matter is, I was the one ruining His perfect plans for me.

JESUS IS MY LORD! Not a temporary driver, nor an unwanted guest, and most definitely not a bodyguard!

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