Actually, They're Right

I've often seen those bumper stickers that say, "God is my co-pilot," or "Jesus is my co-pilot."  In my head, I've hmmphed to myself and thought, "We-ell!  God is more than my co-pilot, he's my pilot."

Thing is, calling him my pilot implies that I can stretch out in the back while he does the driving.  Remembering the Divine Human Cooperative, God will only do what I cannot do.  I can drive my car.  God will not take the wheel  to steer the car or put his foot on the pedal to determine my speed.  But I don't have the map or the directions to get me where I'm going.  God does.  So God navigates me through my life, telling me when and where to turn, if I just need to keep going in the same direction, or if I need to make a legal u-turn when possible.  He also will try to point out that I'm approaching a red light or stop sign if I get distracted.

So I need to listen for God's directions, because he is my co-pilot and he knows how to get me where he wants me to go.