Big Brother is Watching Me. Drive...

By Annmarie Miles

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Renewing our car insurance proved very expensive this time around; and don’t think I didn’t go compare the wot-you-calls. I checked with the annoying opera singer, and the nodding dog, and I was out-of-pocket.com by the end of it.

The only way to get a renewal we could afford was to go for a policy with a ‘smart box’. This thing checks everything. The speed we’re going, the time of day we travel, how quickly we accelerate or brake, and it always knows exactly where we are. I’m not sure if it has done anything to improve my driving but it has done wonders for my paranoia. If we misbehave on the road too often we’ll get a slap on the wrist. On the other hand, if we do well, we could get a good reduction in the cost of next year’s premium.

So no pressure then!

It’s uncomfortable knowing we’re being watched all the time. Every turn, every brake, every hour. I may not be a better driver but I’m definitely a different driver. I suppose that’s the point. I know the rules of the road but it’s different now that there isn’t one moment when my driving is not being monitored.

It’s uncomfortable knowing we’re being watched all the time.

Over the last few weeks I’ve been re-reading Psalm 139. It’s a wonderful reminder of God’s character. His omnipotence (He is all-powerful), His omniscience (He is all knowing), and His omnipresence (He is in all places, at all times).

The most powerful, knowledgeable being is always watching. He is the ultimate insurer, smart box included. So how come I so often act, speak and think as if He hasn’t got His constant eye on me?

The little box in the car doesn’t only keep watch to check out what I’m doing wrong. It also has less invasive and more positive purposes. It could track the car if it was stolen. If I was travelling and ended up in some distress; or if I got lost or the car broke down, I could be found and helped. The box is there to look after me too.

And God’s eyes are also on me for good. He is not waiting to point out my wrong doings. He watches me because He cares and because He wants what is best for me.

‘Big Brother’ may be watching me, but My Father watches over me too. 24/7, 365 days a year; and that’s alright with me!

Now if only He would show me where the car keys are, I could dash out to the shops. …I say dash, I mean travel within the speed limit, with due caution... obviously!
 

Annmarie Miles is originally from Tallaght, now living in her husband Richard’s homeland, Wales. If you’d like to read more between VOX Magazines, her blog is called Just Another Christian Woman Talking Through Her Hat. The Long & the Short of it, her first collection of short stories, can be found at www.annmariemiles.com/books, or you can pick it up in Footprints bookshops in Dublin.