I once wrote about my debacle with driving lessons, and how I was a learner driver for almost ten years. Now here is the embarrassing fact; I am still a learner driver!
It is for this simple fact I never placed the ‘L’ sign on my car, because if I did, I would probably have won an award for having it on the longest.
I am sure that when I drive on the roads, most of the drivers give me an ‘L’ sign, and no, it does not stand for LAZY or LEARNER (try looking up the synonyms of crazy in the dictionary).
Do not get me wrong, I have tried my possible best to mature in my driving, following all the rules of the road that I could remember over the past years, but learning the rules in one country, and hoping to apply it in another has not been very helpful for me. Besides, my driving instructors rarely took me through traffic lights and highways.
PS: If you own a driving practice ground, you are giving people a reason to get killed when they go out into the ‘real world’. Going round a field or track in circles with red cones did not prepare my mind to avoid a large hooting truck on the highway or a crazy taxi driver, no wonder it took me so long to ‘transition’.
Back to my life driving lessons… After almost two years of consistent driving without being ‘monitored’ (not that the quality of my driving had improved much), my husband for some strange reason one Sunday morning decides to wait till I am ready to leave and drive behind me.
In his credit, there was an annual marathon race that day, and usually cars are banned from some specific routes. There was a sign on the highway that our route maybe part of the marathon course and he wanted to make sure I arrived to church in one piece.
Barely 500 metres into our journey, he pulls me over. ‘You’re driving too fast, reduce your speed’. I was barely moving at 80 km per hour, and we were approaching the highway … fine, no excuses, instruction received.
When almost approaching an off ramp on the highway, ‘we’ pull over again, this time to decide routes to follow. As we agree on the routes he chips in: “Please indicate earlier next time you are turning, especially on a highway curve”. Yes sir!
After an awesome service in church, we return home- separately- at different times. When I get home, I come in partially cringing, waiting for observatory notes on my driving. Hubby dearest says nothing. Zip. Peaceful and absolute bliss!
Monday morning, as though he were reminded by the highway code of miserable conduct, he tells me in a very anxious yet commanding tone: “You’re a very bad driver. There is a reason why the lanes are marked, so you can stay on YOUR lane. Staying in the lines is not enough, you stay so close to the dotted line, you must stay in the middle, if someone hits you from behind, it will not be their fault, and you will pay for the damage to their car and pay for your damaged car as well…”
His words came at me like an unexpected blow. I thought my driving had improved over the years, but apparently not as much as I had thought. In truth, no instructor had followed me on a highway or through major inner city roads before, so I assumed my driving was up to standard all this time.
In life, experience does not always guarantee wisdom. The fact that you may have been doing something for years does not make you an expert. Expertise is a product of right guidance and exposure.
I’m so grateful for the corrections I received that day; if I had received them much earlier perhaps I would have been an expert driver by now.
What area of your life have you assumed you are good at, but you are on the verge of wreaking havoc? Practice does not make perfect in every case, it is insanity to expect change or increase without seeking guidance, advice and necessary corrections and rebuke.
If you must soar, be ready to ride on the wings of those who have soared ahead of you. Never assume you always know exactly what you are doing in every area of your life, seek expert advice and prevent accidents!
“Where no counsel is, the people fall: but in the multitude of counsellors there is safety.” Proverbs 11:14