Usually battles of Katie Vs. GPS are victorious. Common sense trumps machine, right?
Yesterday I tried to outsmart my five year old GPS yet again. I lost. Something about having never been to that town before should have clued me in to the fact that it was not a good idea. The "seven hours to destination" didn't turn off my creative mind either. Since I needed to go east (seven hours east), I decided to turn on the east-bound side of the highway rather than the west-bound like Eunice (my GPS) was telling me.
Well, Eunice is persistent and after a few miles of "Make a U-turn" and "Turn around when possible," I decided to pull over in the parking lot of a country Baptist church and check the rest of her directions.
Going west to get east made no sense. Going west one mile to pick up a straight-shot east-bound freeway did make more sense. Eunice was right. Although the logic seemed backwards, the directions were correct. Going west was a short jog out of the way that would lead directly to my destination... in seven hours. I made a U-turn when possible.
Sometimes God and I argue like I do with my GPS. For some reason I have this tendency to think I'm smarter, my common sense more sound, and my ideas better. So I turn east to get east. Surely God's directions to go west were a detour but the road isn't closed anymore.
Except, unlike me, God sees the full set of instructions. He knows about the freeway one mile west and the direct shot, 70mph, it'll take me to my destination.
Sorry, Lord. I did it again. I deliberately ignored Your directions and followed my own. I thought I knew a better way. I was wrong and lost. Thank You for being persistent and not giving up on me.
<>< Katie
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Monday, October 10, 2011
Friday, November 26, 2010
A Close Encounter
I am thankful for the grace of God and His arms of protection.
After safely driving eleven-plus hours, Amber and I were within a mile of our destination when life could have changed dramatically.
Katie: Your roads are narrow here.
Amber: Not really. It's because I'm driving in the middle of the road due to the deer. If I go back where I belong they're not that narrow.
Katie: I guess so.
As she was returning to her place in the middle of the road, a deer as tall as the car charged our passenger side.
I only saw the buck out of my peripheral vision, but Amber saw him head-on. We cannot explain how. He was in her blind spot, so we think she might have looked at me to talk. If she hadn't, his antlers would have been through the window (and possibly into my head?). As it were, she swerved towards the center of the road the same time the deer changed direction and ran parallel to our car.
Katie: Did you hit him?
Amber: I DON'T KNOW! Did you hear anything?
Katie: Nothing that sounded like deer-hitting noises. Only gravel squishing noises.
Upon further inspection of her car, there are no antler scratches and no deer fur.
There is no reason we should have made it home unscratched. We were charged by a buck! And yet we did. Because God is good. All the time.
<>< Katie
Of course, when we got home a mile later, the adrenaline was still pumping and going to bed was not an option, even though we had to be up again in less than seven hours. That morning was rough.
After safely driving eleven-plus hours, Amber and I were within a mile of our destination when life could have changed dramatically.
Katie: Your roads are narrow here.
Amber: Not really. It's because I'm driving in the middle of the road due to the deer. If I go back where I belong they're not that narrow.
Katie: I guess so.
As she was returning to her place in the middle of the road, a deer as tall as the car charged our passenger side.
I only saw the buck out of my peripheral vision, but Amber saw him head-on. We cannot explain how. He was in her blind spot, so we think she might have looked at me to talk. If she hadn't, his antlers would have been through the window (and possibly into my head?). As it were, she swerved towards the center of the road the same time the deer changed direction and ran parallel to our car.
Katie: Did you hit him?
Amber: I DON'T KNOW! Did you hear anything?
Katie: Nothing that sounded like deer-hitting noises. Only gravel squishing noises.
Upon further inspection of her car, there are no antler scratches and no deer fur.
There is no reason we should have made it home unscratched. We were charged by a buck! And yet we did. Because God is good. All the time.
<>< Katie
Of course, when we got home a mile later, the adrenaline was still pumping and going to bed was not an option, even though we had to be up again in less than seven hours. That morning was rough.
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