July 13, 2012

I believe God has involved Himself into my circumstances simply because I have humbly invited Him. Easier said than done of course, but after this invitation requesting His involvement, the hard part was trying to keep my hands off of things.

We say, “Take care of this Father God,” and then wonder why He has not taken care of it. Now I’m only giving this testimonial from personal experience, but I have learned that after I petition God to “take care” of something, I must actively release my controlling hands from it. Whatever the “it” may be, the “it” must be left for God’s hands to “steer it out.”

Consider being a passenger in a vehicle and how hard it would be for the driver to steer if our hands were on the wheel, pulling it the way we want it to go, battling back and forth with the driver. Now that sounds extremely dangerous when speaking about actually driving a vehicle, but that is exactly what we do when it comes to our life’s circumstances. Instead of sitting back and trusting our driver, God, we try to manipulate the wheel, which only exerts stress, expends useless energy, and sometimes even causes a reckless accident.

It's not like we set out to steer that way, but our selfish nature desires to control the wheel. Sometimes the only way for us to release our hands is for God to allow a crash! And that is exactly when we tragically discover that our most peaceable journey comes when God is in the driver’s seat of life. On the throne of our hearts is where He belongs.

I know this may sound strange from your seated position, but I’m telling you confidently from the passenger’s seat of prison, with my hands behind my head in surrender (Imprisoned by Peace), that my God is still fully STEERING this inCARceration.

I have invited Him in and now I am allowing Him to drive it out. No more tugging, battling, striving, or pulling. I’ve given God the wheel to steer and now I’m keeping my hands to myself. It’s hard at times, I know this, but I trust my GPS (God’s Predestined Steering).