I've got to be honest, I'm not a fan of country music. My abundance of melanin doesn't allow me such a taste. Kidding, it isn't a racial thing, I just don't like it. Don't really like the "Jesus Take the Wheel" song either, but hey, you like it I love it. Just thought it'd be a neat title for the little story I wanted to tell you guys. This isn't something I came up with but I thought it was such a beautiful and quick allegory that is so applicable to my life right now and may be to yours as well. I don't know the precise wording so if you've heard it, forgive me for any erroneous parts I include. Well lets get to it shall we:
There was once a man and a woman(...original!). They met and began dating. Eventually the man and woman got more and more serious, became engaged and eventually were married. During their time of dating, the woman would always sit right next to the man while riding in his car. As they grew from just dating to being engaged, she unknowingly sat a little further away. As they became married and over a period of years, she gradually sat further and further away to eventually she was sitting in the passenger's seat.
One day, on the way to the grocery store, the woman looks over to the man as asks him, "We used to sit so close to each other. What happened?" The man looks over to the woman, smiles, and answers her, "Well dear, I've always sat here. It was you who moved, not me."
I couldn't believe how beautifully accurate this little story was in showing the Christian life. We are just like the wife. In the beginning we're lost in love with God, but it seems that over time that passion dies down. We slide further and further away from God until one day we look over and wonder what happened. But just like the husband, God was always right there. It was not Him who moved, it was us. And praise God that He never moves, that He's always right there waiting for us to slide back over to Him.