Jesus, Take the Wheel

This post is about 4 weeks overdue....

Carrie Underwood, the most recent American Idol, recently released a single called, "Jesus, Take the Wheel." The same week (about 4 weeks ago!) that I woke up to this song playing on the radio was the same week that our small group (GGG) read a chapter in the book we're studying called "Control: Releasing Our Sticky Fingers," which also happened to be the same week that I reached the height of confusion/frustration/annoyance with figuring out what's next for me....interesting.

Marissa can vouch for the fact that the chapter was a pretty stinkin' awesome/challenging because, let's be honest, when you're fingers are as sticky as ours, grasping the concept is hard enough, let alone actually doing it. But the author must have crawled into my head and wrote down exactly what I needed, because I couldn't believe how much I needed to read this chapter. Before this, I would have sworn to anyone who asked that I'm great at trusting God and giving him control. But, alas, that was a lie. My fingers are covered with sticky stuff...

So where does that leave me? Prying my own fingers off the wheel for the past 4 weeks. Somedays it's not too bad. Others I feel like the skin on my palms is ripping off. But overall, I've finally come to the realization that I have to trust God with my eternal search for "what's next" in my life, and pretty much my life in general. I don't really have any other options. When my sticky fingers are all over the wheel, I get over-confident, run off the road, explode the front tire, damage the wheel, and scrape the front bumper of the rental truck my parents had for only about 2 hours (yeah, that actually happened last week, but doesn't it make a great metaphor?), or I sit with the car in the driveway convinced that I'm giving God control of my life when I'm actually white-knuckling an idle vehicle. Given the fact that neither wrecking a rental car nor sitting in a still car, gets you anywhere, my only option is letting Jesus take the wheel. When he's driving, I have hope, peace, contentment, and unlike car insurance, I've got a zero-deductible, zero-payment plan.

So, it looks like Carrie is on to something with this song. Who knew I could be so blessed by something from American Idol? Well, I have. And I've made it my prayer as I continue to figure out what will come of my life. It really helps on the days that I find myself reapplying glue to my hands...

Jesus take the wheel.
Take it from my hands, cause I can't do this all on my own.
I'm letting go.
So give me one more chance to save me from this road I'm on.
Jesus take the wheel.

P.S. Please call me out if you find a glue-stick in my purse.