Jesus, Take the Wheel
This evening I got into my car for a quick run to the supermarket. Pressed the start button , or so I believed, and spent the next thirty seconds locked in a battle with my car. Something was immediately off as the steering wheel felt very stiff and wouldn’t budge. I pressed the accelerator with the impatience of a man who has places to be. Nothing. The car screeched loudly but did not move.
I sighed, gave up, and rest my head against the wheel, frustrated that the engine was faulty and I would have to call my mechanic Mr Musibau who probably has my name saved as “God sent” on his phone— and that's when my eyes drifted to the gearbox.
Park. The car was still in park?! Ugh
It had never properly started. There was nothing wrong with the engine. The only malfunction in that vehicle was me I guess.
I laughed at myself for a good moment, shifted to drive, and rolled off to buy my groceries.
The lesson of this seemingly trivial event followed me down the road….
You cannot steer a parked car. No matter how hard you try.
I say "Jesus, take the wheel" a lot. Sometimes as a joke, other times because I'm genuinely overwhelmed by the size of an idea living rent-free in my head. I'm a dreamer, and the beautiful thing about dreaming your way through the world is that you see possibilities clearly in your mind long before they collide with reality. The trouble is that the magnitude of what you see can overwhelm you so completely that you never begin.
So you sit still, thinking about direction, timing, the perfect plan, the right path, the myth clarity at the very beginning
Meanwhile, the car is still in park.
Physics explains that an object at rest stays at rest. And I suspect much of life obeys the same principle. We wait endlessly to know which direction to go before we move, without realizing that moving is the very thing that reveals direction. Once the car is in motion, you can steer. Turn left. Turn right. Slow down. Reverse. You can even turn around completely and take another road altogether.
But none of those choices are available to you while parked.
I know that starting is hard. Beginning anything new and the discovery of what we are truly capable of, comes with a resistance that feels almost physical, like the world itself is testing whether you mean it.
And I say this as someone who struggles so much with this. Maybe that’s why this small debacle in my car today feels so deeply meaningful to me because I'm at an inflection point in my own life. I'm trying to start something new, and I've suffered so much in my head, procrastinating, polishing and perfecting a thing that doesn’t exist in the world yet. So I’m gonna start today (for real this time) and find out where it leads.
Lumi says as we walk, the way appears.
And even Jesus, I suspect, would rather take the wheel of a moving car.
So, my friend, this is your sign. Stop suffering in your thoughts and start the car.
Jesus loves a moving car. Only then does he take the wheel and steer it towards the depths of your calling. So get out of your own head, and out of his way.
A moving surely meets his own luck someday.
One of the things you should do for yourself as a proper human being, is to learn to do things the right way. By all means, avoid shortcuts, delay gratification.
If you cut corners, it will come for you in the future.
#musings
Lucky people work very hard, have high integrity, show up on time, have good manners, show high rate of learning, are self-aware, optimistic, kind and generous.
Before I say a single word, people have already made up their minds about my gender, where I’m from, and my age. The conclusions come first. The conversation comes second.
I made a decision early. I was not going to be unsure of myself in spaces that were already unsure about me.
For a while, I still made myself smaller, softened my opinions, and took up less space. Then something shifted. The very thing I was watering down was the reason I was in the room.
So I stopped shrinking.
I don’t lead by being the loudest. I lead by being the clearest. I don’t spend energy proving myself. I spend it doing the work excellently well.
There’s a point you reach, quietly, without even realising it, where you stop trying to earn your place. You become the kind of person the room reorganises itself around.
That point is available to all of us. It starts with the decision not to disappear. Because every gift we carry was placed there on purpose. To shrink is not humility. To shrink is to return unopened what God gave you to give the world.
You can learn anything in 2 weeks.
You can't master it, obviously, but if you obsess over it, you can become better at it than most people ever will. You'd be surprised how fast your life can change when you understand this.
Competition is largely an illusion. 95% of people don't even try to do great things. 0.1% of the people are loud, so you overestimate how many people there are. The rest get stuck worrying about competition and quitting after 2 weeks.
Call me old fashioned, but I think you can get pretty far in life by just finishing things. The world is full of half-written books, half-built businesses, and half-kept promises. You stand out by closing loops. By doing what you said you’d do. By having the courage to finish.
The problem is that you don't know what you want to do, and figuring out what you want to do requires learning, experimentation, and effort - so you do nothing.