Who's at the wheel?

Ok, So I don't know if you are like me and don't have much patience for THOSE drivers who may not be as skilled as yourselves, but here is a little thought I have that sometimes helps me out. Come on, you know who you are Mr. or Mrs. I drive slow in the left lane because I don't like the merging traffic. Mr. or Mrs. I drive slow until the passing lane then I speed up so no one can pass me. Mr. or Mrs. I like to drive in your blind spot on the freeway for one million miles! Sorry for the rant. Anyway, as you can tell, these people were driving me crazy, I was getting road rage. Then, some time ago, I started imagining that Jesus, yes Jesus, was behind the wheel of every car. Stay with me here. So, when that driver is going slow in the left lane and holding up FIFTY cars and I'm edging up on their back bumper! oh sorry, I digress, I just remind myself that it's Jesus behind the wheel of that car and I ask myself, would I tailgate Jesus? Ouch, then I back off and try to be nice. Now, I don't always remember to drive like this, but I find that it does lessen my stress level a bit, so I thought it was some advice for all of my fellow drivers out there who actually pay attention to the FACT THAT YOU ARE DRIVING AND THERE ARE OTHERS AROUND YOU, oops, I digressed again. Anyway, yeah, Jesus is driving that car... Square