DAY 74 -- Doing as I Should

I have finally decided where I want to go.  I want to go someplace where they don't have cell phones, where they don't have freeways, where they don't have mascara, where they don't have cars.  I was driving to work today and decided I would be more involved with those around me.  Thus I started to look at fellow drivers on the freeway.  Never again.

In one car that was going about 70, passing everyone, being so concerned about being in front of everyone, I observed this young kid concentrating on passing everyone he could.  As he passed me, he was also very busy dividing his time driving, passing everyone with his texting on his phone.  Every few seconds or so, he would be looking at his phone, punching another letter.  Must have been writing a love note, the Gettysburg Address, or who knows what.  I quickly let him pass me and half expected him to be wrapped around another car, a tree, or something.  It was scary.

Then this young girl ran a stop sign in front of me, almost made me hit her, and sped toward the freeway.  As she was hurrying to get to the freeway, she was also putting on her mascara, making her look pretty.  It also scared me.  So I quickly passed her and put her in my rear view mirror, afraid that she would also not get to her destination safely. 

Then, we all drive among those who feel they must be in front of us, saving themselves about two seconds arriving at their destination.  There were plenty of them this morning.  And there were many who must have been on their way to see their pregnant wife deliver, for they were speeding along the road, cutting in and out.

So, I would love to go to a mission where there are not cars, not people who endanger my life while they drive with their fast moving weapon we call a car.  Therefore, we may put on our papers we want to go to Africa, or Zimbabwe, or somewhere across the globe where we will be free from ....  Again I sin.

Perhaps that lady who was putting on mascara would probably be a very tender Spirit waiting for the missionaries to show up and baptise her.  Maybe that guy who was texting was arranging the baptismal font for a group who had been converted.  Who knows.  I guess another goal I have to make is overcoming the urge to JUDGE others and their actions.  Guess I will quit observing fellow drivers, and just make sure I am doing as I should.  Keeping my eyes straight ahead and not worrying about what is going on around me.