Despite my son’s misgivings on the abilities of my GPS, I love the thing. Yet, I must admit that at times it fails me—even if only temporarily. As great of an aid as they are, they still have their limitations.
But God? No limitations there.
Case in point. Did you know your GPS will lose signal when you take the underwater tunnel between New Jersey and Manhattan? You get out the other end, in unending traffic, without a clue as to which lane you should be merging into. A GPS signal can fail.
But God?He never fails.
Detours bring confusion to my poor GPS. Driving directly under the Brooklyn Bridge after missing the detour, my GPS showed the bridge stretching out before me, when, in reality, there was nothing but water! To a GPS, detours can be a big problem.
But to God? Detours aren’t even detours. They are just side trips on the road of life.
Don’t you just love it when your GPS tries to direct you onto a road that doesn’t exist? Been there. Done that. Or it doesn’t take into account that it’s nearly impossible to merge across four lanes of traffic to take the next exit? And then I get to listen to that annoying “recalculating” as my GPS tries to figure out where I’ve gotten to.
But God? He never has to recalculate. He knows the beginning from the end. Nothing catches him by surprise. The GPS may need to recalculate, but God does not.
My son might be justified in having some misgivings about my GPS, but I’m thankful he never has to have misgivings about our God. What an awesome God we serve!
