Last Monday, I began driver's ed. In order to get your license, one must go through driver's ed not matter how old you are. Not many people here have vehicles, so not many go through the driver's ed. However, that does not make it any easier. Interesting, right?
Anyway, when I began driving lesson, I was immediately challenged to drive in the city. . .which is crazy! This is relatively how I felt:
After having the car turn off, almost running over several people, and coming close to hitting a couple cars, and oh, almost being hit by a bus. . . I think I finally have a hang of driving in the city. ^_^
On Friday, I did the most terrible mistake in a main road, and I just had to pull over let my frustration out. My instructor, Don Ramon, was sitting next to me telling me what I did wrong, how I can do it better, and encouraging me to do it again. In his voice, there was gentleness, and firmness.
I did it again. It went better. The car did not turn off, other cars were not honking loudly at me, and I did not come even close to hit any car. Yeah, I did better.
While learning how to drive, and specifically this incident, I was fascinated by the idea of how the instructor reminded me a little of what God does in my life. I would much rather not hear what I am doing incorrectly. I know I did something wrong, but for my own pride, I would like to not know what I did wrong. But, my driving instructor needs to tell me, and I need to hear it, for my sake and for the sake of others. I cannot give up. I must try it again to do it better.
God does this oh so much. I know I make mistakes. . . hurt someone's feeling, pretend to ignore something, hide from a situation. But, God is faithful to point out where I am failing, what I did incorrectly. To know how to do it better next time to become more like Him, to bring me closer to Him. For the sake of myself and others. I call this trimming my branches IN ORDER to grow.
I know I fail and make mistakes, and that is where God's grace will pick me up and keep me "driving" without killing myself or others. Thank you God for your grace that abounds so freely.
Anyway, when I began driving lesson, I was immediately challenged to drive in the city. . .which is crazy! This is relatively how I felt:
On Friday, I did the most terrible mistake in a main road, and I just had to pull over let my frustration out. My instructor, Don Ramon, was sitting next to me telling me what I did wrong, how I can do it better, and encouraging me to do it again. In his voice, there was gentleness, and firmness.
I did it again. It went better. The car did not turn off, other cars were not honking loudly at me, and I did not come even close to hit any car. Yeah, I did better.
While learning how to drive, and specifically this incident, I was fascinated by the idea of how the instructor reminded me a little of what God does in my life. I would much rather not hear what I am doing incorrectly. I know I did something wrong, but for my own pride, I would like to not know what I did wrong. But, my driving instructor needs to tell me, and I need to hear it, for my sake and for the sake of others. I cannot give up. I must try it again to do it better.
God does this oh so much. I know I make mistakes. . . hurt someone's feeling, pretend to ignore something, hide from a situation. But, God is faithful to point out where I am failing, what I did incorrectly. To know how to do it better next time to become more like Him, to bring me closer to Him. For the sake of myself and others. I call this trimming my branches IN ORDER to grow.
I know I fail and make mistakes, and that is where God's grace will pick me up and keep me "driving" without killing myself or others. Thank you God for your grace that abounds so freely.
....and now you can drive :) go Wendy Love you !!!
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