Today when I was driving to work, I saw a little boy driving a riding lawn mower.
Of course, he wasn’t really driving. He was sitting in his pawpaw’s lap and steering the mower with pawpaw at the ready to save the day if Junior made a wrong turn or veered off on the wrong path.
I kinda think it’s like that in our own lives. We just think we’re driving when really Father God has us in His lap letting us think we’re in control when really he’s in the driver’s seat all the time.
I think I like that whether it’s completely accurate theology or not.