r preston maddox: Music/Lyrics

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   Just a little humorous song about something a lot of us struggle with personally, and a view point that was formed from a driver’s education poster that suggested that you always imagine being followed by a police car to put you in the proper frame of mind to drive.

   I heard a preacher use the same analogy one time about our daily walk; that is, what would your frame of mind be if you could imagine Jesus’ physical presence with you all of the time ?

   I imagine most of us would clean up our act considerably !  And turning that magnifying glass on ourselves, do people recognize that we have been with Jesus by the way we act in public ?

   Think about it - some where, some time, you may be the only 'Jesus' someone ever gets to see . . . .

 

 

I used to have a problem with my temper when I drove

And people tried to kill me with their cars out on the road

Cigarette suckin’ , cell phone talkin’, sandwich chewin’ fools . . .

How did they get a license ? 

Cause they sure don’t know the rules

 

But yet I was convicted by my language and my mood

When some idgit ran a stop sign and almost climbed up my hood

So I thought of Sunday morning - what I heard there in the pew

And the preacher’s answer to my problem - just what I should do

 

He said “It serves no purpose when you growl and jump and spit

When you’re traveling down the highway all alone there as you sit

Inside your car and curse your brother, he can’t hear you anyway

I have good suggestion - listen here to what I say . . .

We know from reading scripture that although we often miss it

Heaven’s angels looking like us sometimes come by for a visit

So the driver of the next car might be sent from the Divine

Could be Jesus sittin’ in that Mustang at the next stop sign ”

 

Well ! That certainly made me stop and think !

Maybe I was being tested out there on the streets !

So I started looking at those drivers

With a different eye and a different attitude

So when the little old lady in front of me had no where to go 

And all day to get there  .  .  .  I just smiled and said . . .

 Jesus !  Is that You ? 

It’s OK, I’m in no hurry, take Your time - enjoy the view !

I’m so sorry for the way I looked and what I had to say

Please forgive me ! thanks for listening,

Now You have a real nice day !

 

I began to be more tolerant of folks out on the road

The pressure in my veins goes down when I’m not on the goad

I tried to be forbearing, even giving courtesy

To teens who drive like demons on a homicidal spree

 But when I saw a space inside a crowded parking lot

And this lady almost killed me rushing in to take that spot

Though it galled me, still I smiled and waved

(in case she was a ringer)

But she left no doubt whose child she was

By showing me her finger . . .

 Jesus !  That wasn’t You ! 

I’m quite certain that was something

I would never see You do !

But still I’ll keep on trying just in case You happen through

Just tip Your hat and wave that way I’ll recognize it’s You

Just tip Your hat and wave- that way I’ll know it’s really You