My Life: Jesus Take The Wheel

Daddy’s Girl. That’s me. Me and my daddy have always been really close. I’m the oldest of my sisters so I took on the role of mentoring (and sometimes torturing lol) my little sisters. They looked up to me like I looked up to my daddy.

I remember going on vacations every year, especially to Branson, Missouri. There was something very comforting about traveling with my daddy at the wheel. I’ve always had really pretty bad anxiety being in a car but I always felt safe when he was driving and knew he was in control. I knew that even though I was scared at that moment that he would always get me/us where we needed to be. The more I got to places safe (and in one piece) I would be reaffirmed that I would be okay, and felt comforted because I knew I could trust him. A song I frequently think about and just about brings me to tears every time I hear the lyrics is “Jesus Take The Wheel” by Carrie Underwood.

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can’t do this on my own
I’m letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I’m on
Jesus take the wheel

I don’t know about you, but I know I have had several moments in my life when I thought I knew and felt like I was in control of everything, and then something would happen and all of a sudden life would start plunging down hill like a roller coaster. Those are the moments when I realize that I am helpless by myself and that I can’t do it on my own, I just have to trust that God is watching over me, and will help me back up.

Cody and I have are a little behind with watching popular TV shows but now that we have Netflix, we have been catching up on shows that our friends were always talking about. Right now we are watching Grey’s Anatomy from the beginning. In season 2, Cristina is upset and struggling with herself when there’s no more, medically, that they can do after the little boy’s body won’t accept the new heart. Dr. Burke responded, “The way you’re feeling right now, it’s why I have to believe in something bigger than me.  Because if I didn’t, that powerlessness would eat me alive.”

I truly believe that if it wasn’t for my faith, I wouldn’t be where I am now, as a person and as a photographer, or perhaps even a photographer at all. Because of it I have a true passion for life and a desire to touch other people’s hearts through my work. It has helped me take risks and be genuine, not to be afraid through all of my insecurities. I know he has a plan for me.

Interestingly, and on a completely different note, this weekend my dad and step mom are taking Cody and I on a mini vacation to Branson! We are going to go to Silver Dollar City, Kirby Van Burch’s Magic Show, Shepherd of the Hills (an outdoor theatre presenting Harold Bell Wright’s epic story of love, loss, power, hardship, and the true meaning of life) and ending the weekend stuffing ourselves at Lambert’s Cafe in Springfield, Missouri… home of the throwed rolls. I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a long time now… can’t wait!!

Thank you daddy for always being there for me through prayer and support. I love you.