One of the younger members of her family had developed a strange feeling of responsibility whenever their family took any sort of a trip together. In his little five-year-old mind, he had come to the conclusion that if he didn't know where they were, or what road to take to get home, they were horribly lost.
In one particular trip to town, the daddy of this family took a different route than usual. This little guy became more and more anxious, and finally broke out into a tearful frenzy. The unfamiliar surroundings and the unknown stretching all around him brought such a terror to his heart that he completely lost his composure.
When first hearing this, I laughed as you probably are now. How silly for such a little person to carry this weight of responsibility that was never meant for him to carry! And yet, how often do I act the same way? Life takes an unexpected turn, and I worry and fret and wonder how it's all going to turn out. The road ahead of me is covered in fog, and I think that I have to figure it out.
It would do me much good to hear the admonition that came from the front seat to that little boy sobbing in the back.
Don't worry. Daddy's driving. He knows the way home......