Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Several years ago we took a family trip to New England. We quickly discovered that they think highly of their roads. The tolls were exorbitant.
So this year when we took another family trip through the highways and byways of New England, we checked a couple of boxes on the GPS- namely *Avoid Highways and *Avoid Toll Roads.
The scenery was beautiful, it didn’t take much longer, and our wallet stayed a little fatter.
Which road we traveled didn’t make much difference since we were going to end up at the same destination whether we went straight away or took our time and meandered a bit.
Every Christian ends up at the same destination, but every Christian has a different way to get there.
Some come to Jesus on the super highway- fast and straight away. They knew as children that Jesus was their destination and they didn’t mess around.
Others suffer from car sickness. Disease, mental illness, disorders, or physical catastrophes drive them to Jesus.
Some take a very scenic route, stopping to experience all of the road stops along the way. These travelers worry those of us who have already arrived. We tap our foot, look at our watch, and mutter about their lack of concern.
I have taken the scenic route to places before. Along the way to my destination I discover new insights into myself and those around me. I learn about what makes me tick and what’s really important.
If you have a “Sunday driver” in your life, just keep on giving them directions. Direct them to the best restaurants. Guide them to the right rest stops. Get in the passenger seat and listen to their ramblings sometimes.
Remember there are many roads and paths along the way. It doesn’t matter how we get to Jesus, just that we do.