Thursday, March 8, 2012

backseat driver.


Backseat driver. You know what those are, right? Yeah. The annoying (and most often license-less) personage who is best known for phrases such as, “go!” “turn!” “hurry up!” and “STOP!” 

All from the backseat of the car, a good six feet from the wheel. Never been guilty? Think again. 

Sometimes, life feels exactly like New York City in the middle of rush hour. Everyone rushing this way and that, horns honking impatiently at me as I lumber along, lost and bewildered and just wanting to get home. I'm hustled and jostled along with a sea of frenzied traffic, and then--all of a sudden, just as I thought I was getting somewhere, life comes to a halt like a red light blocking my path. 

 Sigh. Why does life always do that? Deceive us and disappoint me, I mean? And why are people always honking their horns at me when they can see I’m just as stuck as they are? And where did I take a wrong turn? And why am I here when I’m supposed to be…there? 

 Wait. Hit pause. Um, okay, that’s easy to do—I'm not going anywhere right now, anyways.

Shot Shows Driving The Retro Car 

 Something tells me that I'm forgetting the true purpose of my time here, on this earth, in my little corner of the universe. I have been so busy trying to read the map myself and pretend I know exactly where I’m going that I’ve begun to miss the whole point of this road trip called life. And guess what, Lucia: it’s because you were never intended to be the driver in the first place. 

 Uh-oh. Here stands a backseat driver, guilty as charged. And I had pledged never to be one. 


Friends, life is short. You know that, and I know that, but just the same, we take it for granted. And we make mistakes. Why? Because we try to drive ourselves through the maze of people and places and feelings and heartaches and heartbreaks, not knowing what we’re doing and becoming just as dangerous as a four-year-old driving a bronco. The halt in life that we merely passed off as a “red light” is really us overturned in a ditch. 

 So? What now? Simple. We can sit in the car with the airbags in our face, screaming and squirming and trying to figure out how we'll get out alive this time, or we can be still and know that He is God. We can put the mangled wheel in His hands, and let Him lift us free. 

 Jesus, drive this car, because I’m going nowhere without You. This backseat driver just let go of the wheel.

// all photos via pinterest // 


  1. Amen! Life is short...let us thank God while we still have breath in us.

    Well written, Lu!

  2. This is your best post yet, Lucia. I read this and my life has been crazy, but you know what, this has given me amazing advice. Thank-you for writing this Lucia!

    - K

  3. oooh, I just love this. It's so true and so encouraging. It reminds me a lot of that Carrie Underwood song "Jesus Take The Wheel". wonderful post, Lucia :)

  4. Thank you Lucia, this is so good. Very thought provoking.

    God Bless,
    Flame of Jah

  5. Wow, you are always lifting me up with your words! You are such a wonderful girl! Btw this post reminds me of the song Jesus take the wheel by Carrie Underwood!

  6. That was a beautiful and thought provoking post, Lucia. So true.... Thank you for sharing.
    ~Lysha @ Echo's of Yesterday


  7. Inspiring, thoughtful, and amazing is what this post is! Thanks so much for sharing!! :)

  8. This is such a unique and amazing post, Lucia! And the photos are amazing : )

  9. Very amazing post, My dear! Really gets one to thinking. Good Job, I loved reading it.

    Love you,Twin Lu. :)

  10. Wow! This is an amazing post! I have never thought about it that way before!! Thanks so much! :)

  11. This article is amazing! You're such a good writer!

    ~Katie W.


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