I know for a fact there are hundreds of people in Robertson County who commute to Nashville five days a week for their livelihood. I have been with many of them in traffic over the years on my way to the hospitals. I am convinced that the rudest of these drivers use highway 431 from 4:30-5:30 in the morning, B.C. (which means “Before Coffee.”) I am also convinced that every one of these drivers will, at some point in the journey, be right behind me. And when I say right behind me I mean they will be so close to my rear bumper they might as well install a steering wheel in my back seat.

Actually, they will be right behind me until they get boiling mad over the fact that I am only going 55-60 miles per hour on the Robertson County Autobahn. That’s another thing about these early morning NASCAR wannabes. Driving rules, laws, and etiquette do not apply to them. Insignificant items such as speed limits, double yellow lines, and oncoming traffic are mere suggestions to them that this is not a good time to pass. And of course the rudest of the rude who are driving in my back seat have headlights powerful enough to read the vehicle identification number on a Mars Land Rover.

While we are on the subject of driving, what is it with deer on the roads at that hour of the morning? Forget the chicken. Why did the deer cross the road? Don’t they have better things to do than congregate or eat breakfast by the side of the highway? It’s like one of them says, “Okay, let’s talk about initiation into our club.  How about this? One of us needs to cross the road but not at full speed.  The only catch is you can’t look directly at the headlights.”

And don’t get me started on squirrels and their ideas concerning a good time to cross the road. They have no clue. It’s like they are daring me to drive down their street. They will start across the road, stop on a dime, glare at me, change direction and scamper back to where they started, all while yelling squirrel expletives at me.  What did that accomplish, other than mocking me? Explain this to me. Why is it that these same squirrels have no problem figuring out how to maneuver through hundreds of death traps and  hazards to get to the birdseed but they can’t do something simple like cross the street in a timely fashion? I just don’t get it.

Have you ever had a person tell you they were going to do something, then, like the squirrel in the road,  change their mind and do something completely different? Do you spend time worrying about it? Do you get upset? I can answer “yes” to all three, although I am trying to do better. I have a tendency  to let little things bother me. I sometimes get disappointed with people. I can’t control what other people say or do, any more than I can control the deer or the squirrels. What I can control is how I react.

I also forget the reminders from scripture. Micah 6:8 says, “He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.”  Proverbs 29:11 says “Fools give full vent to their rage, but the wise bring calm in the end.” Double “ouch.” Got me twice.  Do I have that “deer in the headlights” look? That’s what happens when God shines the  light of His Word in our eyes.

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