Re-Calculating Route

How many times has God layed out a perfect, straight path for me, only to have me turn my snotty nose up and say,"Are you kidding me? That's so not cool." My Dad used to call me "little Missy", which morphed into "Missy". To be fair, Missy IS a nickname for Michelle. But I've been a LITTLE MISSY from the gitgo.

I can't remember a time when I picked God's way if it wasn't cool enough. How in the world I've made it this far without following the Plan can only be explained in one way. My Creator, whom ironically I can't escape since It is a part of Me, is constantly RE-CALCULATING ROUTE. Of course, I hear this in Siri's voice when I take a wrong turn, which is often. For every time I have chosen poorly (Indiana Jones Fans know), The Perfect Order that is God's Universe steps up to rearrange everything making a Perfect Way once again. It just takes longer. In my case 60 years.

God is so Gentle. Slowly, softly at first, the Divine whispers, "this is the way." Many hear the sweet soft voice and turn towards it, eagerly wanting more. I heard that voice until Alcohol entered my life in College. The way I drink, nothing can be heard over the ROAR of Alcohol. And I drank that way from the beginning. Little Missy liked her Tito's.

Tito had my total attention until I became pregnant with my first Boy. I wish I could say I heard God's soft whisper then. Actually, that's not true. I DID hear loud and clear that I must have my baby Baptised Catholic, as I had been. Did I mention my mother was a NUN? Check back for more about that...

There was a tiny problem with this plan. I wasn't confirmed, therefore my wedding hadn't been blessed, thus my baby couldn't be Baptised. God slipped in during this time of Confirmation to give me a taste of peace in the Holy Spirit.

Sober during my babymaking years, Tito and I became best friends again once that Decade was over. Drunk Mommy is never a good look. Spirit started knocking, then pounding to get my attention. Although I quit drinking, I couldn't give up the obsession with living like the cool kids. Source took it all away. Every last stitch. To open my ears and my heart.

Here I am, Lord. Humbled and Happy. Happy with the simple action of being, watching the Route unfold. It truly is the Easier, Softer Way, letting God be my Navigator.

So. Much. Love.

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