So we're driving toward Branson for the last of our family Christmas parties last Saturday... and this dude in a huge diesel-one-ton-duelly truck passes us between Flippin and Yellville like his bedliner's on fire!
And (naturally) 30 seconds later, he is stuck behind the same traffic we have all been following for the last 20 miles... and we're behind him...
As we came into Yellville, he swerved off the road suddenly into a parking lot. Seems he saw a pedestrian who looked like they might give him directions...
As we passed him, I took in the scene: He's leaning over, talking through his open passenger window, asking this stranger for directions...
and I thought: that is so typical of how so many of us go through life! Running 100 miles an hour, not even sure where we are going or how to get there!
How many times do I find myself staying busy or 'going fast', but not really making any progress? How often am I that guy? The guy who's full-speed-ahead-at-a-break-neck-pace... but not really fulfilled or happy or content or... at peace.
As we come out of one of the happiest and busiest (and, for many, most stressful or saddest) times of the year, let us resolve to move with a purpose. Let us allow our Father to guide our steps...
May we 'be still and know' that He is God... that He is in control... and that we are not.
I resolve to slow down a bit... at least long enough to hear His voice...
Blessings!
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