The speedometer
For about 3 years I drove at least 35 minutes to and from work every working day. I was often alone and so had time to reflect on and learn a lot of things. My husband complains that I speed, but believe me, it is just a perception. I don't think I speed at all. You just need to see all the cars that overtake me. And that is where the lesson I learnt comes in. Sometimes, I think I am below the speed limit because cars speed past me. I stay in the slow lane and try to increase my speed only to discover that I am already above the speed limit. Some days it's the opposite; I feel I am speeding only to realize I am not. I only know my true speed when I look at the speedometer; the movements of the cars around me do not offer a fair or truthful assessment of my speed. I felt the Lord telling me that that is the way I live - using unreliable measures to gauge my life and failing to reach His standards or going above to do things He has not called me to do. We measure h...