The best part? Well, it was a GPS-free day. That meant I didn't know how fast or how far. That also meant I was free to enjoy the day,
enjoy the scenery,
and my talk with God.
Oh, how I missed my talks with God. I know, it's only been two weeks, and it's not like I haven't prayed in two week because I have. It's just, well, I was praising God for the day and suddenly it hit me, I missed my quiet time with Abba Father. When you have that, a personal, intimate relationship with the Father you miss it when it's gone. I didn't realize that until today.
That made me think of my family. My son's on the other side of the world (until May and then he's a tiny bit closer), my mom and grandmother are 13-hours away, and then there's my sister. I haven't seen her in years. I miss her. She lives near my mother, however, there is tension there. I'm very angry with my sister right now because she didn't come to Thanksgiving. I drove 13 hours to see her, however, she did not drive 10 minutes to come see me or the rest of the family. I forgive her though, because as I was praying for her, these thoughts came to my mind, "whoever forgives little is forgiven little." This is a paraphrase of several of Jesus' parables. Matthew 18 and Luke 7.
So, sister, I forgive you. I miss you and I love you.
Why is GPS-free = freedom? Because running GPS-free reminded me of how much I love my time with God, my time with God reminded me of forgiveness, forgiveness reminded me of freedom with Christ.
Galatians 5:1 It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.