I woke up to the sound of rain drops on my roof. It was quite a downpour. I reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I could hear them chatting excitedly as I prepared for the day. Nathan and Anna were in high spirits; Mummy would let them use their cute umbrellas today – that was the main subject of their discussion.
All set, we got into my reliable four wheel drive and set out for their school. The rain wasn’t letting up and some areas on our way were beginning to flood. Also as expected, there was more traffic leading up to the school’s drop off zone so I decided to take a short cut. By now the dull weather and the delay in getting to school was beginning to affect their mood. They sat quietly at the back, waiting rather patiently for us to get there.
The short cut was slightly flooded but being a route I use every now and then, I went on. I figured I would be able to safely navigate my way through and my desire to be on time for work reinforced my resolve. About half way in, I got to the section that’s a bit more depressed than the rest of the road; I braced myself and my car for the swim and went on… slowly… carefully…. The water level was increasing. My engine was beginning to sound like that of a ship struggling to stay afloat. A few more meters and we would be on the dry patch, then suddenly, Whoosh! We went into what seemed like a gully that had obviously been created by the running water. My bonnet was totally submerged and the flood water splashed on the windshield. Out came the name ‘Jesus’ from my mouth as I accelerated to get out of there as quickly as possible.
My heart raced, I could hear it beating ever so fast; then a wave of relief swept over me as we got to the dryer area. Engine still running, I glanced at my kids, planning to give them a soothing speech but was surprised to find them completely calm. They were so relaxed, I couldn’t help but wonder at how trusting they were. As far as they were concerned, there was nothing to worry about; mummy was taking them to school and everything was just fine. Then it occurred to me – this is exactly how God wants us to be. We ought to let Him take the wheels of our lives and trust Him all the way, no matter what life throws at us, knowing He’s more than able to bring us through it, safely.
Paul said in 2 Tim. 1:12 ‘…because I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that he is able to guard what I have entrusted to him for that day’. Why don’t you make a resolve today to trust God with the rest of your life?