I know 'em. You know em'. Those people driving in front of you moving slower than a..... well, real slow. They appear out of nowhere, at exactly the time when I have 15 minutes to get somewhere 30 minutes away. I can't pass them, as the oncoming drivers are clearly in on the conspiracy to shoot my blood pressure straight through the sunroof. Do they even know (or care) that I'm behind them?! They're killin' me!
Yet, as I'm driving behind my designated pain-in-the-front-end, God uses even this situation to remind me of something: S-L-O-W. D-O-W-N. Not in my driving (although, that may be true, too), but in my life. Take the death grip off the 'steering wheel of life' and just be for a moment. Breathe. Relax. Take time to just be grateful I even have a car, I'm able to be alive today to drive it, and I have somewhere to be. Maybe that person moseying along, taking their sweet time, has it more together than I do. Recalculating!