A Lesson from the Steering Wheel

Recently I took up a task that required several hours of driving each day. The country route was relaxing, as far as driving is concerned, and was a pleasant change from other, more strenuous, activities. All I had to do was sit back and keep the van on course, right? It was when I was plowing down a straight stretch between a couple fields that I noticed the steering wheel. The van I was driving had a decided bent toward the right ditch! It seemed quite a shame to strain my arm on such a beautifully straight, paved highway, but the pressure had to be kept on if we were going to get to our destination safely. Ah, the One who holds my reins spoke then, and could I neglect to see the lesson?

We have minds of our own, and having yielded up the steering wheel to Jesus (which is the only safe way to drive) doesn’t mean that the trip will be smooth going. If I don’t stay aligned by the Heavenly mechanic, is there not a good chance that my human tendencies will keep me heading for the ditch? I’m not speaking of taking major turns without God’s direction. (Horror of horrors! Some people’s steering gear locks up all together—a sure recipe for one of those overturned wrecks.) No, I’m talking of the slight pressure of the Holy Spirit to keep me centered on the road. Do I mind the little checks and cautions throughout each day—the sense of His pleasure or disapproval—or do I resist or ignore them? If I don’t yield up fully and trust the Hand guiding my life, might I not be giving my driver some unnecessary arm pains (not to mention, find my life continually under re-directing pressure)? How much more enjoyable the drive when only slight adjustments are needed to keep on course!