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God as my Co-pilot?

Spring Wild Flowers
Mission Bay

There is a reason for the question mark at the end of this title. You may have seen the bumper sticker on a car or heard someone share the sentiment "God is my co-pilot." Recalling the first time I ever heard it, I thought it was a great concept. But when I heard it shared at a meeting again last night, I thought to myself "Nope, God is my Pilot..." If anyone is a co-pilot here, it's me.

Through my life experiences thus far, I am thoroughly convinced that control is an illusion, a direct result of the ego:




Green Machine
Dear Younger Me

Therefore, I only find true Philippians 4 peace which passes understanding when I completely surrender the control [steering] wheel or handlebars metaphorically speaking, praise hands up in the air, enjoying the roller coaster of my beautiful life one day at a time.

Another phrase that has come to mind lately is this one:

"History repeats itself."

“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” – George Santayana, The Life of Reason, 1905.

Do you see the cat?

May we learn from our past lessons as humans who all Bleed The Same. Thank you to the recently departed Mandisa featuring Toby Mac and Kirk Franklin for the powerful, poignant lyrics of the song by the bold italicized name above.

Speaking of learning from history, the following video is the latest addition to our collection of children's story books @Grateful Gwen Good Reads Channel:

We are not promised tomorrow. Tell your people you love them today! I love you.

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