(taken from my blog)

today, this image came to my mind.

i was sitting behind the wheel, on daddy's lap.
my little hands were gripping on to the gigantine steering wheel.
i felt so grown up. i have always wanted to drive.
i looked up and saw daddy, with his hands on the
upper part of the wheel, smiling at me.
"okay? you ready?"
i nodded, and slowly the car
picked up speed. it was good at that moment.
i was in control. i tried to turn the wheel to the left.
left again.
it was hard to turn with my small hands,
but the car was moving and it was exhilarating.
it picked up speed. then i saw a curb..
i quicky spun right. but there was ANOTHER curb.
i tried to turn left, but the car was too fast.
we were heading for the curb. i didnt know what to do.
i screamed. (and watched in fear)
"DADDDDYYYYYY!!"
before we even reached the curb,
daddy turned the wheel swiftly. we were saved!
i breathed a sigh of relief.


somehow this reminds me of my present situation.
i think im holding on the steering wheel. i think im in control.
i think i can do it. my car, my life, in my hands.
but my car is heading for the curbs.
can i really steer it properly?
so i lift my hands and scream,

jesus take the wheel,
take it from my hands,
cuz i cant do this on my own,
im a-letting go..
so give me one more chance,
save me from this road im on..
jesus take the wheel..

he does. he did. and he will.

thankyouuu daddy.


(guys..dont hold on to the steering wheel anymore.
let Him take it. how is He to turn the wheel (when necessary)
if our tiny hands are holding on?
we have to relinquish all control.
cuz we cant do it on our own..)

love
ant

have a blessed cny!

♥ 8:35 PM