One spring day – back in the groovy mid-70′s – when I was a tween, my mom was driving down the street near my cousins’ house. A couple of high school girls were engrossed in a love letter from one of their boyfriends and the girl that was driving ran a stop sign, crashing into my mom’s car. No one was seriously hurt; it was more of a fender bender type thing.
My cousin, Danny, walked up to the scene of the accident. He noticed that my mom had a tag on the front of the car that said, “Jesus is my copilot.” So, he asked the question, “Why didn’t you let him drive?” We laughed about that for days.
Carrie Underwood had a smash hit song several years ago called Jesus, Take the Wheel. The lyrics for the chorus of the song go like this:
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can’t do this on my own
I’m letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I’m on
Jesus take the wheel
Wouldn’t it be nice to just hand over the wheel to Jesus? ”Here, Jesus, you drive.” I’ll just buckle up on the passenger side and take a nap. Then we could blame Him for the good, the bad and the ugly. Every time our life veered off course, we could blame Him. Every time we hit a speed bump, we could blame Him. Every time we crashed, we could blame Him! After all, He has the wheel.
Or does He? It’s so easy to blame everything on Him. I believe people blame God for things because they don’t understand why or how something happened. It’s so much easier to shift the blame to someone that we can’t see with our physical eyes, than to take responsibility for our own lives.
God doesn’t make us do anything. If I stood beside the highway and then willingly stepped into the path of an oncoming 18 wheeler and was run over and killed, I would be stupid but I could not blame God. No, it was all me! It was a decision I made.
We are not remote controlled robots, nor are we puppets on a string. We all have a free will. Just like God will not make us accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior, He won’t make us serve Him. He will lead us and guide us, but we have a choice as to whether we follow Him or not. He stands at the door and knocks, but it’s up to me to let Him in!
In that respect, I can think back on that corny 70′s phrase and say, “God is indeed my co-pilot!” When I freely let Him in and give my all to Him, He gives His all to me! And I think that’s a pretty good deal!
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.