The Story of a monkey

 

There was a family who had a vacation in the beach. As they went home with their car, they met an accident. Their car fell on the bridge. They were then brought to the hospital. after a while, a police officer came over to investigate the accident. He came from the accident area to ask for information but in his dismay, he could not find any witness. When he went to the hospital, he learned that all the  family members were in coma. "Where can i get some information?" he asked himself. Luckily, he was told that the family has a pet monkey who survived the accident. This monkey is special. He  can communicate to people through gestures. So the police officer looked for an interpreter to communicate his questions to the monkey. 

Then the officer asked the monkey, "what were the children doing inside the car before the accident?" The interpreter made some gestures to communicate the question to the monkey. Then the monkey scratched his head and then jumped as if portraying that he is playing. So the police learned that the children were playing. Then he asked another question, "how about the mother? What was she doing inside the car before the accident?" After the interpreter communicated the question to the money, he again scratched his head and then shouting as if he was nagging. So they learned that the mother was nagging. "How about the father, what was he doing?" asked the police officer. Again, the interpreter relayed the question to the monkey and then the monkey scratched his head as if he was thinking. Then suddenly he clasped his fingers and pretended to hold something and acted as if he was drinking while holding a bottle. So they got the idea that the father was drinking while inside the car before the accident. 

Then out of curiosity, the officer asked the monkey, "How about you? What were you doing inside the car before the accident?" After the interpreter did his job, the monkey scratched his head then immediately clasped his hands and moved the as if holding the steering wheel. So they got their information. It was the monkey who was driving all along that is why they met an accident.

The question is, who drives your life? If we let other people, or even our own selves drive our life, we will never reach our destination. desperation will always be in the finish line waiting. But if we let God rule over us, control our steering wheels in life, we are guaranteed of a safe travel. Yes, sometimes our roads may have ups and downs, humps and rocks may be there but we are confident and unafraid because our captain, our master, our driver is God.