I hate driving. Period. I just don’t like doing it. Those who know me well know this. As a matter of fact, in college I had a friend (who became a roommate and is still a friend years later) who was almost like a chauffer to me. It was the perfect driving relationship. He loved driving and had a vehicle, and I hated driving and was carless. Thanks, CW…I think I still owe you for gas.
I don’t know what it is about it. A lot of the same reasons other people love driving have the opposite effect on me. I don’t like sitting there. I don’t like the process of acceleration or braking. The passing lines on the road make me tired. Driving in general just makes me stressed and tired.
At this point in life, I had come to grips with driving. I have become comfortable with the amount of driving required in my life. I am good. As long as life does not ask me for more driving, I am okay. I can do the driving I need to do in my daily life. I don’t love it, but I can take. At least I was able to.
The old feelings about driving have returned. The old hatred is rising. Life has asked me to do extra driving…EVERYDAY!
In January, LA developed some issues with vertigo. Over the months it has gotten worse. Towards the end of the last school year (within the last few weeks of it), it got to the point that the doctor heavily suggested that she not drive anymore until it settles down dramatically. So….everything circles back to me and a steering wheel…NB hasn’t got his license yet (he is only two and a half…I think he has to wait a couple of years).
This summer wasn’t too bad. NB and I worked the driving into our daily adventures (or man-ventures, if you will). But now school is back in session, and I am back to work. The extra 40-45 minutes per trip each day is starting to take a toll on me, especially in the afternoons. After an exhausting day of teaching, the extra time in traffic is not the most awesome thing to look forward to.
So, once again, I hate driving.
However, a chance encounter with Steven Curtis Chapman might change my perspective and attitude.
I like to think myself as more of a rocker, musically speaking. My reality is probably more folk-rocky then I would care to admit. I am not that into adult contemporary, or so I like to claim. Actually right now I am really getting into hymns. But will this wide mix, Steven Curtis Chapman hasn’t really been on my radar since I wore out my “Live Adventure” tape in high school (okay, I did really dig the song Speechless, and Cinderella has made me cry once or twice). Yesterday, I was not expecting him to rock me into a lesson from God.
As I was driving to pick up LA before going to get NB, I was stuck in traffic. I just happened to be listening to one of our local Christian stations, and a song came on. At first it was talking about the daily life of a stay-at-home mom, but then the chorus caught my attention.
And while I may not know you I bet I know you
Wonder sometimes does it matter at all
We’ll let me remind you it all matters just as long as you
Do everything you do to the glory of the One who made you
Cause He made you to do
Every little thing that you do to bring a smile to His face
And tell the story of grace
With every move that you make
And every little thing you do
I have heard the “do everything to the glory of the Lord” thing all of my life. I have read it in the Bible. I have heard it from the pulpit. I have read it in countless devotional type books. But it never hit me like it did yesterday. Oh, Mr. Chapman, sometimes you have a way with words that just hit me between the eyes. This was another “smack to the back of the head” moment with God.
I felt like driving was a meaningless task. A means to and end. Just something to get out of the way. It didn’t matter. But it does. It really matters. We really are called to “do everything you do to the glory of the one who made you.” It is our job. I just didn’t know how to do it with the “small stuff” in life.
That is where the rest of the chorus got me. The “every little think that you do” bringing a smile to his face part got me. That is it. Driving is a little thing, but I need to do it knowing that he put me there to drive. To serve my family. To know that it is for him. To have the time to just enjoy my God and Father in heaven. And the best part is that when we do this, then we really do “tell the story of grace with every move that you make and every little thing that you do.”
Isn’t that the goal? Isn’t that what we should be doing? We need to truly enjoy God in all the little moments and tedium of life, and when we do we show the story of grace to the world. That is what most people in the world are looking for. They want to have joy that is above the day to day ups and downs. That only comes from a relationship with God through Jesus.
Today, life was different. A smile came to my face in all of the “small stuff” today. Driving was easier. I don’t love it, but I can enjoy it as I enjoy God through driving…and every little thing that I do.
Thank you, Steven Curtis Chapman! And thank you Jesus for making that moment happen yesterday!
Oh, and here is the video for the song. It is a little cheesy (the video), but fun. Do Everything–Steven Curtis Chapman.
Going on a week later, and I have not heard this song on the radio again. I have been listening more often to try to catch it, too. God is awesome. He arranged for me to hear it at just the right time. Now that I have said this, I will probably hear it EVERYTIME I turn on the radio and I will get sick of it.
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