Each day can be just another yesterday, if I just sit back and do nothing. Each day matters in itself and can affect a lifetime. Even the worst day is important because it allows me see my character flaws. Who do I trust myself or God?

For several years, I have dreamed things I have only shared with my husband. Would they ever happen? I love the story of Joseph because he had dreams when he was a teenager and they didn’t happen until much later in his life.

Some of the dreams God gave me are becoming reality.

When major road construction is happening a detour is planned to take motorists on an alternate route. It gets them to the same destination, but just on a different road.

When things don’t go as planned I think of these things as detours and not distractions. The scenery may look different and the experience is not what is on my map.

This week has been a detour. I had planned to start this week out spending time with my boys and volunteering at the office. With a kidney stone and Papa in the hospital, things have not gone as planned. We are traveling on an alternate route.

When traveling on a detour, my attitude affects the ride and the other travelers. I can be thankful that God is faithful and that my steps are ordered or I can complain that this isn’t the route I had planned. I think I’ll choose to thank God for being faithful.