Speed.

So, if you ask any of my friends, they'll tell you I'm a speed demon in my PT Cruiser. Although this is inaccurate (I think), I do speed sometimes. Okay, a lot of the time. But it's usually only 5 miles an hour or maybe 10 on big roads.

But today, I was driving to work, speeding along as usual, and God said to me, "Phoebe, you need to stop speeding."
And I said, "Now? Okay."
"No, always."
"Lord, if I stop speeding, I won't get places on time. I'm always late anyway, can't you just keep the cops away?"
But he just kept saying, "stop speeding, trust me."

So, I really have no great revelation to share. Nothing supernatural really happened today as a result of my not speeding. Except for one thing, I got every where early. Like, earlier than I do when I speed.

Weird, huh? :)