In the Back Seat

That movie made me a bit paranoid. I confess that when I got in my car to go home, I checked the back seat. Empty.

I drove along a queit sideroad. Out of town; into the country. Yet I felt the presence of someone - something - behind me. Still empty.

Or was it? I racalled what I had said to a friend just before I left. "When you drive, you make an average of 20 potential life-and-death decisions per minute."

I thought. There is a war. Do we actually took it seriously? Then we are a threat. The enemy knows this. Would he not take action against us? He wants to wipe us out.

If we pray before we eat, why do we not pray before we drive? Or are we not targets, because we're lukewarm?

Was the back seat really empty?