GPS? Why use one of those? Lost? Never. It's just another Adventure....

Why would you use a GPS? Well, let's just say they could save you a lot of time, gas, and worry. But, look on the bright side, life without one makes more memories. This last weekend Renee was able to come down all the way to Atlanta from Michigan! I couldn't miss the chance to go and see her, but sadly, I didn't get to spend as much time with her as I could have if I would have had a GPS. When she told me where she was going to be, I looked it up on Mapquest and thought, "Well, I'll just follow the signs to Fayetteville, How hard can it be?" I drove up to the exit I needed to take and asked at a gas station which direction Fayetteville was. The guy told me to take a left, cross the freeway, and follow the signs...my instinct automatically told me that was the opposite direction that I was supposed to be going, but I swallowed my fears and went ahead. I finally called Renee and asked her if she knew how I could get there. She handed the phone to someone from the church in Fayetteville who stayed on the phone with me until I got close enough to the church to make it there myself. God is good to me! :D

When I finally made it to the church Renee was already up front singing....I looked around and soon realized that I was one of four "white" faces in the group. I quickly looked for a seat and sat down. After an amazing concert, I finally got to hug Renee!!!! After an agonizing decision of whether or not I was going with her to the next concert (it was an hour away) I decided that I HAD to go. It was such a long ways to drive to spend only and actual 15 minutes with her. So we decided that she would drive with me to the next church.

Then, the REAL adventure began. We were in a group of about 5 cars when we all passed the road we were supposed to turn on. Everyone started to turn around in driveways and by the time I was turned around...we were left behind. And...let me add. They do NOT drive slowly. After going down the right road TWICE and being told we were on the wrong road, we finally waited for them to come and find US! We felt terrible about holding everyone up, but we finally were on our way. We arrived at the church ten minutes before the concert was supposed to start with a sigh of relief and I had to hug Renee goodbye before I started the 2 1/2 hour drive home.

The way back was uneventful, I just prayed a lot. God is the best GPS I am sure. Random note: I have decided that driving really...just...isn't my thing. I don't mind driving...but I don't like driving by myself, in the rain, in the dark, or in the city. All of which I had to do yesterday. But, I survived! :)

Until the next adventure...