Speaking of  conquering fear.  My 15 year old has his driving permit.   I knew the day would come.  He said, "Mom, can I drive?"

I felt like the child.  I obediently handed him the keys.  What a wierd feeling, handing your child the keys to drive for the first time!

Part of me was proud, while the other part was screaming inside... where did the years go?

  He actually was being very careful and I was trying to be very calm and quiet as to allow him full concentration on the road.  But there in our silence, I realized, I had no brake on the passenger side, I had not steering wheel to avert a crash.  I was not in control of this situation.  So I did what I normally do when I'm feeling out of control.  I started to pray.  And as I prayed, I remembered that country song.  "Jesus Take the Wheel".

  I realized all those times I thought I was in control driving along the roadway of life, I really wasn't.   It was God's hand that guided me through the cancer battles and treatments and life crisis after life crisis.  So I said I might as well relax and turn it over to Him.  After all He's been in control the whole time. 

   Now that we have three drivers in the family,  we'll just have to turn down the radio and turn up the prayer time!