My Most Recent Holy Spirit Conviction

I was driving to Indy today and praying for a safe, uneventful trip.  Then I got a whisper.  “Are you doing your part to have a safe trip?”  Crap.  No.  Teenage readers: you might want to stop reading now.  You see, I give myself about 10% over the speed limit.  So if I’m driving on I-69, with a speed limit of 70, I’m going about 75-77 mph.  I’ve heard other people’s stories about why they decided to stop speeding (or better…why they never started), and I was never impacted.  Today I was.  Here is why this is important to me.

One.  I don’t like being passed.  Passed by crazy drivers, fine.  But passed by everyone on the road, not fine.  “But Janna, it’s not a race.”  Yes it is.

Two.  You know those signs in Chicago?  Those signs that say “20 minutes to O’Hare” or “32 minutes to the Oasis”, things like that?  Those signs are basically personal challenges to me.  I will beat that time.

Three.  My GPS shows an “expected arrival time”.  This is also like a personal challenge to me, and I watch it constantly to se if the time changes.  If I lose time it drives me nuts.

So there you have it.  Today I was convicted to go the speed limit.  It’s kind of a big deal for me.  But I have to tell you, whenever I saw a cop it was so nice to not look at my speedometer in a moment of panic.  I didn’t look at all.  It was rather freeing.

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