I don’t know why driving with the rag top down on the car is so therapeutic
But it is
I just get in the car and turn on my driving tunes and
Go
No worries no deadlines no one to make happy
Just God, me and music
Life doesn’t get much better than that
Some may say it is selfish
That I should be spending time with husband or children or the grands
But I have found if I don’t just Get Away
Life then Gets in the Way
I need time to listen and pray and just think
I’m like every other wifemothernanafriendemployee in the world
I get on overload
Every wants/needs a piece of me
Pretty soon the pieces are too tattered to be of any use
Jesus had to get away
The Son of God needed time to pray and think and mentally rest
So do I
All it took was about an hour behind the wheel
A cup of cappuccino
A gallon or two of gasoline
And the cobwebs were blown out of my mind
I could hear God
I relaxed
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh