MY CADILLAC

Before I accepted Jesus, I used to drive myself. I went down many side streets that were without lights and usually got me in trouble. I always cried, "God why me?" and blamed Him.

One day my car was gone, and in its place was a beautiful cadillac with a chauffeur. I got in the back and sat. I noticed the car had automatic locks on the doors. Every once in awhile the car would stop but the doors would not open. I soon realized there was something I was to see but not to do. Other times, the car would stop, the door would open, I would be handed instructions on what to do and how to do it and supplied with any help I needed. If someone needed help I showed them the way to the car and welcomed them in and introduced them to my Boss.

Needless to say, the chauffeur was the Holy Spirit, God is my Boss and Jesus is the way, the truth and the light. All I had to do was let go of the steering wheel of life and let them direct the play and do my job that I was chosen and being paid to do. Praise God for releasing me.

p.s.My pay consists of peace, joy, overwhelming love, patience, kindness, among many other benefits and if that's not enough, an eternal home with My Father, Jesus and the Holy Spirit.

Talk about a retirement plan with all the benefits.

Wow, Wow and WOW.

abcon 2A