When Chuck and I purchased our first Garmin GPS many
years ago, he felt sure he had unfolded his last giant paper map taking
up real estate in the glove compartment. The Garmin was bright and
shiny and he was the first of his friends to get one. He smiled like an
awkward-skinny-toeheaded little kid with a new GI Joe.
Our first trip with Felix....yes, we named the GPS....was in the motorhome
headed to Florida. Having Felix with us was like having a third
member of the family that shared information only when we needed them
to. We felt so smart when Felix traveled with us.
Until we ignored his commands. Then we'd hear, "Recalculating", "Make a safe and legal u-turn"
and, maybe it was just my imagination, but it sure seemed Felix would
take a bit of an "attitude" with us when we didn't take his
suggestions.
Truth
is, we had agreed to put our trust in Felix on this journey and yet,
decided midway to ignore him and go out on our own. It's the same way
with God. We place our trust in Him....we listen to His directions...until...we
come to a road that looks better than the route he has mapped out for
us. We think we know best, so we leave the safe road and choose our own
way. Before we know it, we find ourselves at a dead end; confused,
scared, and we're frantically asking how to get back on the "right"
road.
And that's when everything has to be "recalculated".
But here's the really awesome part of this story: Although WE changed locations, God's location never
changed and His voice will always guide you home when you ask
Him....even when you make a wrong turn. He will bring you home no
matter how lost you are...no matter how far you have roamed.
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