While I was staying with my grandchildren one weekend,
I was reminded of the expression, “Riding Shotgun”. This term has an Old West
history since stagecoach lines hired two men to ride atop the coaches. One
drove the horses while the other sitting beside him rode as shotgun, keeping an
eye out for bandits and even Indians. It was a very important job.
So
when I picked up the grandkids from school on a Friday afternoon, there was a
rush to ride shotgun, which today means to ride in the front passenger seat of
a vehicle. I had to chuckle as my two grandsons desired the spot, while my
granddaughter climbed into the backseat without an argument. As it turned out,
the oldest grandson won (this time)! So on the return trip to their house, I asked
Jonathan to be on alert for traffic and for his assistance in directing me to
their home.
Later,
as I reflected on that incident, I thought of all the times I had wanted to ride
shotgun when I was a kid. Riding in the front seat made me feel more grown-up
and closer to the driver. I also remember being able to see outside better, especially
looking out the wide, front windshield. Of course, there were several times
when one or the other of my parents told me to sit back so they could see from
my side. I actually wasn’t being a reliable shotgun rider. J But mostly, I enjoyed it because
when I was riding shotgun, it meant I was alone with either my mom or dad.
Total attention!!
Now,
since I no longer have children or grandchildren living close by, I don’t have
a shotgun rider. However, as I thought about this concept, there have been many
times while driving by myself that I could have been in traffic accidents, but
they were either avoided or no serious harm occurred. In those instances, I
have thanked Jesus, both silently and vocally, for His protection. Could it be
that I did and do have a shotgun rider with total attention after all?
“The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer;
My God, my strength, in whom I will trust;
My shield and the horn of my salvation,
My stronghold.” Psalm 18:2
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