GPS

Right now, I am typing this in the hotel while 21 of our highschool students are roaming around (a few trying to pick up the "digits", I am sure). We are in Nashville on our way to New Orleans for a missions trip.

God spoke to Job in a storm - to David in a gentle whisper - to Moses in an audible voice... so where does that leave me?

While we were driving, I was totally struck by something:

Sometimes God speaks to me like a GPS.

Driving down the road - music blaring - watching my upcoming Sophomores "Krunk it up" in the back of a 15 passenger van. Gently - with no effort to surpass the volume of the van, the small navigation device told me that I was to take the exit ramp on the right. Do you think I could hear it? NOT A CHANCE!

20 minutes later when I got back on track - I was hammered with the reality that God talks just like that. He won't force me to listen... He won't shout or scream... He won't try to drown out the noise of life... just a reminder. Maybe a verse - maybe a feeling - maybe a blog. Not loud - just right.

What is the noise in my life that is making it difficult to hear where God wants me?