I don’t like back seat drivers (or front seat passenger drivers that should be in the back seat!). Of course, I am one and it was never more evident as when my daughter was learning how to drive.
One day early on we ventured out on the highway. Okay, it wasn’t a highway it was just a street in our development but it seemed like a highway since she was driving.
As she pulled out into the main street she did something I didn’t like but wasn’t necessarily wrong. I reached across and grabbed the wheel to try and turn it. (Oh yes I did!)
I scared her and she put on the brakes, hard and fast. I panicked, she was upset and it almost caused us to be in an accident.
I wonder how many times we do that with God? He’s got the wheel but we try to tell him where to go or worse, try and take the wheel from him. Since he knows the way, it’s better for him to be in the driver’s seat, or at the least, listen to him when he tells you which way to go. He’s the only other driver (and back seat driver!) you can trust.
