One good turn…

For years I’ve been telling people that I knew how I was going to die. Our house is just off Highway 290 outside of Dripping Springs. To turn left into our gate, we have to cross two very busy lanes of traffic coming toward us. Because the gate is just over the crest of a hill, we can’t tell in advance how many cars will be coming. And the same hill makes it impossible to see how many cars are coming from behind. I’ve long been convinced that it was only a matter of time before one of us gets hit from behind while trying to make it home. Many, many times we’ve had to drive right past our gate and turn around, just to approach from the opposite way and avoid the dangerous traffic.
Last week I was heading to the office when I came out of our gate to see an amazing sight: overnight the highway department had marked out a center turn lane. We could now turn into our driveway without flinching and bracing for impact. I found myself singing an old Elton John song: “Someone saved my life tonight, sugar bear.” After years of travelling the same road, the dangerous part had suddenly become safe.
I’ve found that to be true about the path my life has taken, too. Some of the things that once scared me, some of the sirens that once tempted me…they no longer distract me. I’m convinced that the longer we stay on God’s path, the easier the way becomes. He provides us a straight road, a lane of safety where we no longer need to fear. Stay on the path. Someone will save your life, too.