Have you ever been driving in traffic, with the rain pouring down and your exhausted?
You’re burned out, frustrated, and screaming at God from the certain safeness of your tinted windows. Literally yelling at God, mad that he has led you to this point or perhaps that he has led you to nowhere at all.
Mad at your situation and mad that you are mad at your situation, because somewhere deep down you know you’ve got it better than so many people. Yet you can’t help but feel exhausted as you shout at the cars you pass and pray to God for help in the same breath?
Just as you look at the sea of traffic lights that await you on the seemingly never ending drive home, you notice that instead of being their usual hue of anger evoking red, this time they are green.
This time God has given you a free pass.
You cruise under miles of endless lights that are green and as you pass under the green lights, little by little you are released from the anger that was controlling you. You look in your rear view and see that the lights are turning yellow, but you’ve made it. You’ve made it through one more light and are closer to home and it goes like this for miles. Not one red light along the 5 mile route that is dotted with hundreds of potential stops.
And in that moment you are reminded: God loves me, he loves me, he really loves me. And you are beyond grateful for his love at this moment. And not in an unemotional wipe of the brow “thankful that you got away with all green lights kind of way,” but rather a deeply appreciative way that makes you realize that you serve a God who gives you green lights when you need them the most. Moments like that, they change you. They remind you that he is the center, that he is in control and that he will “neither leave you nor forsake you.”
He will only give you what he knows you can bear and then he will give you green lights.
Blooming And Becoming 