God is my GPS
The Hubster and I took a road trip last weekend. I am, and have always been, directionally challenged. In the past, I printed up directions from Google or Yahoo, read them off to The Hubster as he drove, and we invariably got lost. This trip, we made a change. I got The Hubster a Garmin GPS system for his birthday last fall. He thanked me kindly, tinkered with it a bit, then put it in a box in the closet. Until last weekend. He got it out, dusted it off and keyed in the destination of our trip. Something interesting happened. When we were nearing downtown Dallas, the Garmin advised us to leave the highway and take another road. Since we had been there before, we knew this was not correct. We didn't understand, but we followed. Turns out, the GPS had routed us around a large traffic jam and saved us a bunch of extra time on the road. There are some big changes coming in my life. I can't see the traffic up ahead, but God can. He knows the direction I should take. If I fo...