Zzzzz.. That's how my friend slept, on that long drive in the back seat. I don't think any of us knew the venue, where we were heading, except Mike and Beth. It was a long journey.
Rolando was sleeping like a baby. He dint care, if Mike was taking the correct route. He wasn't worried if we may get lost. He wasn't anxious that we may run out of fuel. Or worried if Mike would skip a signal, or drive rashly. Nor was he scared he would get kidnapped ( Rolando is a kid at heart! ;) ) He wasn't even afraid of any drunkard on road, hitting our car. He slept soundly.
I learnt a lot about 'TRUST' that day. AND, the difference in being driver's seat, or the seat next to it and at the back seat. Where are you seated now? Where do you like to be?
Mark 4: 37, 38a 37A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. 38Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion.
