A few weeks ago, I noticed that I kept hitting red lights. At the time, I didn't take it very well. It was frustrating to say the least.
But I made a new connection. Red lights, which I normally thought of as a tool that mades me late, actually buy me time.
That sounds weird, but it is true. On those days when I had hit all red lights, I noticed that I talked to God more. Maybe a lot of those talks started with, "God, would you please help this light to change quickly." But a lot of those "light conversations" became my chance to talk to and hear from God. As I sat. And waited. And waited.
On those days when I seemed to get all green lights, I did my own thing, quickly foraging ahead. I realized that I was missing out, as weird as that may sound.
So, I now try to take advantage of these red lights and actually look forward to them. I hope you will too.
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