While driving around a suburban shopping mall during the holiday season, a group of teenagers stepped off the curb in front of me. Then, they shot me a dirty look as I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting them.

Then, I circled down near an East entrance, and a group of college-aged women walked out in front of me without pausing their conversation. Again, I was on high alert and stopped so they could cross the street.

Throughout that day, numerous people would move through traffic as if they had all the power in the world. I could not help but think about how they did not acknowledge how little power they actually possessed. If I were not watching their actions, I could have brought disaster to any one of them. They acted like they had power over their life and destinies when, in reality, I held all the cards.

It makes me ponder about how we treat God. We often act like our lives result from our planning and decisions. We think our brawn and brains are what determine our destiny. We step off the curb feeling like we control the situations surrounding us when, in fact, we have so little power.

Part of faith is acknowledging our weakness and that we only live with an illusion of power as God drives the car.