Jesus Take The Wheel and the Tire

Jesus take the wheel...like literally. 

I've heard my dad preach a couple of times, something along the lines of this: 

When you see someone with a flat tire what do you do? Do you drive past them and stare like a zombie? Do you yell at them, "hey man! You've got a flat tire!" and then keep driving? Do you just pass by and not say anything? Or- do you pull over and help them change it because they don't know how? This is like sin. When you see someone in sin what do you do? Sin is like our flat tire. And as Christians, we need to be the ones who help people change their flat tire- not just tell them they have one and keep driving. And certainly not like the ones who just look and turn a blind eye. 

Well today that was me. I was driving down the road and was like "why is everyone looking at me so weird? I know I'm a muzungu and people always look at me weird but this is really weird..." Well- sooner or later as my drivers side started getting lower and lower and lower and lower... I realized that the tire was totally flat. Not only flat- shredded. I thought, "well- I'm just going to try and make it home....there's a lot of hills, but...I guess I'll keep driving until I just can't anymore." When I got home, I was in awe. It was totally shredded. My friend who lives with us said, "miss Maddie! Seriously!!!!"

I was shooken up because I really shouldn't have made it home. Like really. I guess "Jesus take the wheel" has a whole new meaning...I guess he can take my tires too. :)