No Brakes, Head Lice, and a Bad Attitude
I. Have. No. Control.
I. Will. Live. A. Surrendered. Life.
I. Have. No. Control.
I was driving home in our very “broken in” car. Being grateful it even started, I pulled onto the highway for the short 5 minute drive home. As I was enjoying the wind in my hair, I was peaceful and happy. I didn’t even get mad at the driver who realized she was in the wrong lane and darted in front of me. But, then I heard a noise. It wasn’t good. My power steering went out. “No problem. I’ve had this happen before,” I thought. Then another sound. Even worse.
It was time to pull over. I turned my wheel hard to direct myself into the Donut Bank. As I was turning, I suddenly realized their entrance is really a steep embankment. I doubt I would have ever considered it steep. But, I suddenly had no brakes. That’s right! I pushed the pedal and nothing happened. No steering and no brakes. I threw the emergency brake. I came to a screeching halt in front of their dumpster.
I. Have. No. Control.
Today, I had great plans. I even started my day with great quiet time! And, then, as I brushed my sweet girl’s hair, I saw something. Upon further investigation, I realized she had head lice! I’m a super clean freak. Some might call it OCD. I call it cleanliness. Head lice weren’t part of my “great plans.”
I. Have. No. Control.
Now, sitting here after hours of treatments and cleaning with my washer and dryer still humming, I have one more confession. I’ve also had a really bad attitude. the past week before these events even happened. Why? Because I’ve felt out of control.
I’m beyond blessed and have no reason to be snippy and demanding. But when my mind is preoccupied with the things of life, it is what I revert to. I try to take control by making plans or controlling others. And what is worse, my kind, sweet children have started to dish the snippy tone right back at me. Not a shining moment of parenting.
But, I’m learning. This “Type A” girl who loves Jesus continues to have control issues. I’m a work in progress and need grace daily. This week, I’ve needed a lot of it. I’ve been in what I call my “crazy cycle.” Last night I determined to get off of it. And, today I did not allow the head lice to put me back on it. Instead, I remembered a lesson learned last week when I got away and went tubing for the first time.
I’ve never been very adventurous. But, put me with a more adventurous person, and I’m in! I held on tight with anticipation and fear, as my friend and “captain” took off. Suddenly, I realized I had no control at all. She was at the helm. She directed the boat. She directed the jet ski. I had to trust, hold on, follow her directions, yield, and do my best to enjoy the ride. As I was pulled around Lake Barkley, I had moments of relaxation and peace and other moments of screaming laughter as I held on for dear life!
And, somewhere in the fun, I realized, my life is similar. God is at the helm. He is guiding me over the still water and the rocky water. He knows where he is taking me. He knows when I’m about to catch a wave and lose my breath. He knows when I fly off in spite of how tight I’m holding on. He knows when I sit back, close my eyes and enjoy the wind blowing through my hair. He never leaves me. He always knows the way.
I love my beautiful yet messy life. It is beautiful because I have a relationship with Jesus. It is messy because I am a real woman with real struggles. And, it is blessed because Jesus walks with me loving, guiding, forgiving, and encouraging me to keep holding on.
With a giant smile and peace within I say again, “I. Surrender.”