The bumper to bumper, not sure when I'll reach my destination kind. But, it did not bother me.
I am always focused on point B, whether its mapping out the destination in advance or planning my next social encounter.
A roadblock, however, throws everything out of place. How long is it going to take? Will I get there in time? What if I am too late? Will I ever get there?
Those questions engulfed me in 2015, even when outside of traffic. Life does not follow a Google Maps time estimate, much less a rhyme or rhythm.
At the traffic stop, I waited patiently as Top 40 hits shuffled on the radio. I made it home, much later than I expected, yes, but maybe traffic is supposed to teach us patience?
It will happen when it is supposed to happen - the significant other, the job promotion and/or whatever else life has in store.
God sees the destination, even when I cannot understand the path. That's what I need to remember this year.
It may seem like a roadblock on the surface, but the path - and ultimate destination - may have been the one I was destined for to begin with.