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Daddy Is Driving

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Daddy Is Driving



A speaker (Dr. Wan) has once shared his experience:



While his family and he were in Europe, there was once that they need to drive 3 days continuously, day and night, to get to Germany. So, they all got into the car -- he, his wife, and his 3 years old daughter.



His little daughter has never traveled at night before. She was scared the first night in the car, with deep darkness outside.



"Where are we going, Daddy?" "To your uncle's house, in Germany."



"Have you been to his house before?" "No."



"Then, do you know the way?" "Maybe, we can read the map."



Short pause. "Do you know how to read the map?" "Yes, we will get there safely."



Another pause. "Where are we going to eat if we get hungry before arriving?" "We can stop by restaurants if we are hungry."



"Do you know if there are restaurants on the way?" "Yes, there are."



"Do you know where?" "No, but we will be able to find some."



The same dialogue repeated a few times within the first night, and also the second night. But on the third night, his daughter was quiet. The speaker thought that she might have fallen asleep, but when he looked into the mirror, he saw that she was awake and was just looking around calmly. He couldn't help wondering why she was not asking the questions anymore --



"Dear, do you know where we are going?" "Germany, Uncle's house."



"Do you know how we are getting there?" "No."



"Then why aren't you asking anymore?" "Because Daddy is driving."



Because Daddy is driving. This answer from a 3 years' old girl has then become the strength and help for this speaker for the many years follow whenever he has questions and fears on his journey with the Lord. Yes, our Father is driving. We may know the destination (and sometimes we may just know it like the little girl -- "Germany", without understanding where or what it really is). We do not know the way, we do not know how to read the map, we do not know if we can find restaurants along the way. But the little girl knew the most important thing -- Daddy is driving -- and so she is safe and secure. She knows that her Daddy will provide all that she needs.



Do you know your Daddy, the Great Shepherd, is driving today? What are your behavior and response as a passenger, His child?



You may have asked many questions before, but can you like the little girl, starts to realize the most important focus should be "Daddy is driving?"





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Maharg

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Hello,

I just wanted to comment on this because it is similar to an understanding that I developed myself when I bought my pet rabbit.

I bought her from a garden centre, having picked her out from a group of young rabbits. I loved her as soon as I saw her, and I desperately wanted to take her home - but I couldn't buy her until I had bought everything else in order to care for her properly.

So I diligently searched the garden centre for the best hutch I could afford and everything else I thought of as necessary for taking care of a young rabbit. When I bought the rabbit, they placed her in a box for me. She was obviously quite frightened and I felt terrible that she was going through all of this, just in order that she would be mine and I could take care of her.

I loaded her hutch and all the other gubbins into the back of the car, but my rabbit . . . well I placed her on the passenger seat in her box. I wanted her as close as I could get her.

This garden centre was in the middle of the coutryside, and I drove home via a number of windy roads. My poor rabit slid in her box from side to side on the seat, and sometimes, I let go of the steering wheel with my left hand to hold onto her box. I gently spoke to her, but I don't know if she heard me because she was too frightened. At one point I had to brake and her box slid so far forward that it nearly fell off the seat, but I caught her just in time.

Well, eventually I got her home, and she has been living with us for a good few months now, and I love her even more all the time.

When I think of my rabbit, I think of my own journey in life and my relationship with God through it. He purchased me at a high price. He chose me and asked me to come with Him on a journey that would be led by Him, and which would result on my reaching His home. Sometimes that journey feels like a realy rough ride. Sometimes I feel like I am being pushed from pillar to post. Sometimes I am frightened, and I am sure He is speaking gently to me, but I just can't hear Him. And sometimes, I nearly completely fall, but He picks me up again. I don't really know where I am going from one day to the next, but my Father does. He's driving, and we'll eventually arrive at home.

God bless

Maharg
 
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Maharg said:
Hello,

I just wanted to comment on this because it is similar to an understanding that I developed myself when I bought my pet rabbit.

I bought her from a garden centre, having picked her out from a group of young rabbits. I loved her as soon as I saw her, and I desperately wanted to take her home - but I couldn't buy her until I had bought everything else in order to care for her properly.

So I diligently searched the garden centre for the best hutch I could afford and everything else I thought of as necessary for taking care of a young rabbit. When I bought the rabbit, they placed her in a box for me. She was obviously quite frightened and I felt terrible that she was going through all of this, just in order that she would be mine and I could take care of her.

I loaded her hutch and all the other gubbins into the back of the car, but my rabbit . . . well I placed her on the passenger seat in her box. I wanted her as close as I could get her.

This garden centre was in the middle of the coutryside, and I drove home via a number of windy roads. My poor rabit slid in her box from side to side on the seat, and sometimes, I let go of the steering wheel with my left hand to hold onto her box. I gently spoke to her, but I don't know if she heard me because she was too frightened. At one point I had to brake and her box slid so far forward that it nearly fell off the seat, but I caught her just in time.

Well, eventually I got her home, and she has been living with us for a good few months now, and I love her even more all the time.

When I think of my rabbit, I think of my own journey in life and my relationship with God through it. He purchased me at a high price. He chose me and asked me to come with Him on a journey that would be led by Him, and which would result on my reaching His home. Sometimes that journey feels like a realy rough ride. Sometimes I feel like I am being pushed from pillar to post. Sometimes I am frightened, and I am sure He is speaking gently to me, but I just can't hear Him. And sometimes, I nearly completely fall, but He picks me up again. I don't really know where I am going from one day to the next, but my Father does. He's driving, and we'll eventually arrive at home.

God bless

Maharg
Your story is a very good understanding of this story. Thanks for sharing it with me..:)
 
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