Ever found yourself stuck on the shoulder of life, afraid to veer out into traffic, petrified of being blind-sided by yet another reckless driver? I so want to be the brand of woman, that when my feet hit the floor the devil cries, "Oh no, she's up!" As the author of "Spiritual Laxative for the Constipated Soul" and "You Don't Dig for Water Under the Outhouse", you would think I'd know enough to be a great defensive and offensive driver. But honest-to-Pete, I've been known, a time or two, to stall in the middle of the road of life, immobilized like a deer in headlights. anticipating the next fender-bender. I've allowed road conditions, others' actions and my feelings to guide me instead of God's Protective System only to end up in a ditch, bone-tired, weeping and pitching a hissy fit, because I opted on meandering down this unpredictable road of life, buck-naked. An all-you can eat buffet, served on a silver platter, for the devil, all because I took my eyes off God's "High Way"! I've discovered that if I focus on the faithfulness of God, the detours where God showed up and did what only He can do, my faith increases, and my sense of direction and driving improves by leaps and bounds. He can take the junk in our trunk, the collisions, detours, traffic jams, pedestrians, potholes and road construction and use it for His glory and our good. And it all began the day I spied Jesus walking down the street....