I shut the car door, buckled my seat belt, and plugged in the address of my doctor’s office in my GPS app. I knew the office was about an hour and a half away, and I’d allowed two hours. I should arrive at 2:30, a little early, but better early than late. To my dismay, the estimated time of arrival was 3:23, which meant I’d be late for my 3:00 appointment.

Surely I can make up that 23 minutes, I convinced myself. It’s only 1:00; there can’t be that much traffic yet.

Although the app was taking me on a route I didn’t usually use, I knew it would get me where I was going with less traffic. It was a prettier route too. Slowly, I shaved off bits of the time. 3:20; 3:18. I smiled with satisfaction.

Until the voice said, exit on Mountain/Seco and turn left.

Get off the freeway here? I couldn’t imagine why that would be a good idea. I was only half way to where I needed to be. Why would I get off the freeway now? I’m not doing that, I decided.

But suddenly, there was a line of red on the screen and traffic slowed to a crawl. I had to decide. Trust the app or stay on the road I knew.

You used the app to help you. Follow what it says, I decided. Now I was in a completely unknown neighborhood.

“We’ve found a faster route,” the app announced. Turn left in 3.5 miles.

Blindly I turned when instructed. 3:12 appeared as my ETA. Still 12 minutes late, but sooner than the original 3:23.

Over and over the app took me on streets I didn’t know. Even after I passed the accident on the freeway and got back on to a clear road, I got directions that didn’t make sense to me. But my first success convinced me to keep trusting the app.

And the time kept melting off the ETA: 2:57 it said. Sure enough, I pulled into the parking lot at 2:57.

I walked into the doctor’s office at 3:00. Glad I’d made the decision to trust the app and travel on roads unknown. A route that seemed wrong to me turned out to be the fastest and best way to get me where I needed to be. Right on time.

Victory Requires Trust

It was a small victory, getting to the doctor’s office on time. But it reminded me of how much I want to be victorious in every area of my life. I know where I want to go, and I think I know the best way to get there. But God often takes me in directions I never expect. Places I never wanted to go.

And each and every time, I have a choice to make. Do I plunge into the unknown, take the route I hear Him calling me to take? Or do I stick with what I think makes sense to me?

It’s when I choose to listen to God, follow His voice, that I truly have victory in my life. The lessons I learn–in patience, compassion, kindness, love–are the ones that transform me into a woman who trusts God and glorifies Him. Although I may not understand what His plan is, when I trust Him, I get to my destination, right on time.

Victory

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