Hindsight is 20-20, But I Wear Glasses


The first car I ever owned was a brand new one. Right off the lot! I was a very blessed 17-year-old! Well, a few years later, I got my second car; this time it was a used car. A couple years after having it, the rear view mirror fell off. I lived 30 miles away from college and was on my way there. The route to school included several highways and exchanges, and Miami drivers can be the worst! I always looked behind me to protect myself against some idiot who didn't seem to see my brake lights. So while on a busy expressway, my rear view mirror had the nerve to fall off! I've never driven without a rear view mirror! How was I supposed to look behind me?!


I had to go back in my mind and remember the driver's ed course I took in high school. I used the side mirrors. It was awkward at first because I used them to look beside me, not behind me. But, on that 30-mile trip, I figured out how to use what was happening in my surroundings to infer what was going on behind me. I had to use what I could see to see what I couldn't see.


Lesson #1: I was spending too much of my time focusing on my history, that it was hindering my destiny (took that one from T.D. Jakes, lol). My past became my story, yes. But I was using my story as a blanket during stormy weather. You know how children hide under their blanket when lightning strikes or thunder rolls? I was using my past in that way. How can you see where you're going if you're covered in a blanket? The lesson here is that we as a people have learned how to create our narrative, but most of us stop there. We keep telling our story over and over again and use it as an anchor, instead of using it as the propeller it is and pushing ourselves into our tomorrow!


Looking back in the past can get a lot of negative press. But, as in the example of driving, glancing backward from time to time can help you make decisions as you continue to move forward towards your destination.


So I made it to school and back home safely. Of course, I went to Daddy to fix my mirror. And, of course, he did (he's so handy!). And it never fell again.


Lesson #2: When I find myself unable to fix what’s hindering my full vision, I can always run to my Father. My Heavenly Father. Although my Daddy was my Mr. Fix-It, God is the ultimate Fixer!


He‘s also the ultimate Teacher! He helped me learn yet another lesson from this experience with my rear-view mirror.


Lesson #3: Learn to view things differently. The way you look at something is just that: the way YOU look at it. To take another look from another perspective may create anxiety, but (to take another nugget from T. D. Jakes) feel the fear and do it anyway!


Thank me later,

xoxo

Cinnamon