The way I drive is a pretty good indicator of how I am doing emotionally and spiritually. Sounds funny, doesn’t it? But, it’s true.

If I’m racing down the highway, trying to make all the green lights, getting annoyed every time a slow car or red light gets in my way, banging my hands on the steering wheel and yelling, “Come on!!!!” - there’s a problem. I am definitely not God-centered, or anything else centered for that matter.

On the other hand, if I’m cruising along at or near the speed limit (hey, I have a lead foot), happily accepting each stop sign, red light, and obnoxiously slow person in front of me, I’m feeling serene in all areas of my life most likely. I can believe that I got stopped by every red light because “the universe has it out for me” or because I wasn’t meant to get where I was going until the precise time I arrived. Maybe I hit 10 red lights because that means I missed getting into an accident ahead. Who knows? The point is, it’s all about my perspective. If I believe that God is taking care of me no matter what, and that I just need to trust - it carries over into all aspects of my life. I just happen to notice it first when I’m behind the wheel, as silly as it may seem.