I miss the year prior to July when Scotty got his license. For that whole year I sat in the passenger seat while Scott, with his permit, drove me everywhere. It was originally to let him practice, but in the end, I rather enjoyed it. I got to spend time with my son, and could enjoy all the scenery I couldn’t while I was driving.

I was thinking of how that situation is a metaphor for a lot of our lives. A lot of us just like to drive, and though we have control when we do, we certainly miss a lot along the way.

I always am reminded of that old bumper sticker “God is my co-pilot.” Lots of people live that way….faithfully, just as long as they are in control! But the reality is that if God is your co-pilot and not your pilot you are missing out on the best ride of your life. And if He is not even not even close to driving, well that is a whole other issue altogether.

Take it from me. I spent a lot of wasted time in my life thinking I had to do it all, and that’s even as a priest. But guess what? We can count on God for His part, and in fact, when we actually hand it all over to Him we see a lot that we were missing……I know I did. In truth, life is a lot easier when He drives!

I miss Scotty driving my car, but Viper is “technically” 42 in dog years and wants to give it a try. I trust the Lord, but not the dog. I was there, his license is only for rabies.

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+