Today, I drove a mustang convertible with the top down.  It warm and and the sun made the delta look like shiny silver.  The hills are still beautifully green, and I felt pretty good in that car.  When I drive, I feel like I'm in control.  The woman who facilitated my driver's training lesson's (this was the last of three) was named Jodi.  She's a Christian.  Jodi has done a lot of things in her life, and had a lot of things happen to her.  For instance, today she told me about the time, when she was nine, she fell off a house.  She had been flying a kite on the roof, and, while she was reeling it in, she back off the house.  She was unconscious for several days, and then had amnesia for three weeks.  I asked her what it was like to start remembering things again, and she explained that one day her mom walked in the room and suddenly Jodi knew who she was. 

Any way, Jodi has had many jobs, and now, she is a mail lady and does driving instruction.  She completely loves what she does.   In fact, she sees it as a sort of calling.  I think she believes that when she teaches kids to drive safely, she is keeping them safe.  Also, her six hours in a car with the students gives her a platform to encourage them and be a testimony for Christ.  When she was trying to open the driver’s education school, she watched how God worked out the right location for her, protected her financially, and guided her through the beraucratic obstacles of the DMV.  She figured that if God wanted her to do the driving school, He would provide the means. 

  They say, that if you can make money doing something that you enjoy, you’re a very fortunate person.  Sometimes, I wonder what it is I would really love to do.   I have some ideas, but I don’t really know for sure.  But, Jodi has inspired me.  Thinking about her reminds me that if a Christians are serving God, they will love it because they love Him. 

“Fear not tomorrows child of the King.

Trust them with Jesus do the next thing.”