Driving Behind A Very Slow Driver

Driving behind a very slow driver can drive me crazy.

Sometimes when I was enjoying a smooth drive, I got easily provoked by someone driving very slowly in front of me.

As I drove close and overtook the driver, what I saw made me really mad.

The driver was talking or listening to a phone call.

The driver was having a romantic moment with someone.

The driver was bringing a family with kids jumping up and down in the car.

The driver was eating and drinking, most probably after a very long drive.

The driver was half asleep while listening to music.

The driver was puffing cigarette and reminiscing.......

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There were instances when someone threw away tissue papers, empty drink packets, cans and bottles, empty food parcels and boxes, and cigarette butts.

There were times when someone threw away fruit skins of all kinds, including bananas, rambutan, langsat, and the king of fruits – durian!

There were moments when the driver just spitted and sometimes landed on my car.

There were incidents when the driver stared angrily at me when I overtook the car.......

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Initially I felt like doing something.

But after thinking through, I had decided not to retaliate against them.

There must be some reasons why the LORD God has allowed them to stand in my way.

I found out that I was driving beyond the speed limits.

I found out that I was driving too fast, eagerly wanting to get behind a car and sped through with a winning broad smile.

I found out that I was very impatient in dealing with unpleasant situations.

I found out that I had always wanted to have my own way.

I found out that I was actually a nuisance to everyone, endangering the safety of my passengers and the lives of many out there.......

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There were instances where I saw people lying dead on the road on a hot sunny day.

There were times when I saw family members hugged the dead bodies during heavy thunderstorm, with screams of anguish and cries of heartbreak.

These were terribly sad memories that still haunted me today in my daydreams and nightmares......

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So the next time I meet a slow driver, I learn to be cool.

So the next time I see some drivers who love to litter and spit, I learn to slow down and drive at a distance of a few cars away.

So the next time when I decide to get angry, I learn to remember that there must be reasons why the LORD God allows them to stand in my way.

Maybe I should learn to count my blessings when I am driving behind a very slow driver.......