I have no idea what the origins of the phrase, “taking the
back seat,” might be. We could be
narrow-minded and assume it has to do with cars. But a little thought would suggest buggies
also had back seats. One could climb
into a horse and buggy mode of transportation and still land in the back seat.
Whatever the origins of this phrase, it has at least two
clear implications. First of all, you
are along for the ride. It does not
matter whether it is a buggy, car, bus, or plane; you are along for the
ride. And the second implication is that
you are not in control. The reins are
not in your hands. The steering wheel is
in someone else’s hands.
Of course, those examples have to do with real rides in
life. But I also realize there are
metaphorical rides in life. Often in
situations, circumstances, and relationships, I realize I am taking the back
seat. Sometimes I willingly step into
the back seat. Sometimes, I seem to be
thrown into the back seat! In either
case, I am along for the ride. And I am
not in control. And when you are in the
back seat, there is usually not much concern for how you are feeling about it!
In practical terms I experience this now when one or both of
my daughters come home. Often they will
take the reins. I am on the passenger
side or relegated to the back seat. Once
upon a time, this never happened. For
sixteen years, they were too young to drive.
And then for a little while, they were too deferential to assume they
were driving and not me. And now---well,
it is scoot over; I’m driving! Or they
let me drive, but I know they do not approve.
With my understanding of spirituality, almost everything in
life is related to the spiritual. At its
base, life is either contributing to spiritual well being or detracting from
it. So it is when life forces you into
the back seat. And sooner or later (and
often!), life forces you into the back seat.
It may make some difference whether you choose to climb in the back, but
the end result is the same. You are
along for the ride and you have no control.
There are negative or unfortunate things which force the
in-the-back-seat move. Things like
sickness are sure bets. Anyone with a
serious case of the flu knows this. The
“back seat” in this case is the bed instead of the usual off to work. Sometimes, aging parents or infants force us
into the back seat. Have a baby and you
are along for the ride. Babies and aging
parents unmercifully steal large amounts of time when you might otherwise
choose more interesting things. Welcome
to the back seat.
Sometimes it is not even for a laudable cause like babies
and aging parents. Sometimes, we are
forced into the back seat just because we were not chosen; we were dismissed,
or were not even considered for something.
Again we are along for the ride and not in control.
The spiritual lesson in this for me is “get used to
it.” Much of the spiritual life will be
lived in the back seat. It is an
illusion to think I will always have the reins in my hands. It is fantasy to assume I can always take the
wheel of my life. Once I was an infant
and with any luck I might become an aging parent. In both cases I would not have assumed I had
the reins. But at one level, I did…for
my parents…and will…for my kids.
So one of my spiritual goals now is to settle into my back
seat life. What I want to do is make
sure the reins are in the hands of God.
Oh, I know God does not really have hands. But if God assumes the front seat and sets
the direction, I am quite fine with that.
Indeed, that is a ride I want to have.
I just thought of the biblical guideline for this: “Not my
will, but Thine.” I want to make those
words real. And try not to be a “back
seat driver!”
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