For Christmas, my husband bought me a GPS (Global Positioning System). I generally have a good sense of direction and don’t get lost too often, but, for my job, I drive in areas that are largely unfamiliar to me so the GPS seemed like a good idea.
I have to admit I do like it for certain things—especially for driving from one place to the next in communities where I don’t know my way around. I also like that it tells me when I will arrive at the next destination, and I try to beat its estimate.
You know how a GPS works—a satellite somewhere way above earth tracks my car, (almost scary, isn’t it?) and tells me when to turn. If I decide I know a better way and take a detour from the programmed route, the GPS complains and tells me to turn around. After a minute or so, it gives up trying to correct me and recalculates my route and gives me new directions.
I think God does the same thing. He allows us to make mistakes; He uses our mistakes to teach us His way is best. He constantly re-calculates our path and tries to tell us which way He wants us to go. If we follow His way 100% of the time, life wouldn't necessarily be easier, but it would make Him happy. And ultimately, we’d be happier also.
Instead, I stray, He corrects, I learn (sometimes), I stray again.
