Imagine nothing but open road ahead of you… expecting the next highway sign to indicate full speed ahead. 70mph and no traffic in site. Then you see the cones and blinking lights. Construction ahead. Merging traffic ahead. Detour ahead.
My wife and I were strongly convinced we needed to move from the midwest to Texas so we could be closer to our grandchildren. But it never seemed to work out. Now we know why. Don't tell me God doesn't have a sense of humor!
