One Sunday after mass, my family was headed out to brunch. We had to stop home to grab something, but were soon on our way again.
Hubby had left his seat belt undone. I fear freak accidents, so as we approached the one busy intersection on our two minute drive to our favorite cafe, I reminded him to buckle up.
"We'll be there in, like, one minute," he protested.
I looked at him and calmly replied, "We both know that there are so many things in this life we can't control. Why not control the things we can?"
"Good point," he said as he buckled up.
Yes, control is good.