What If I’m Being Rerouted?

I was just trying to get home. That’s all. But what should’ve been a 20-minute drive turned into a winding maze of slowdowns, blocked turns, and stop-and-go detours. I wasn’t lost—I knew exactly where I was going. These are streets I’ve driven for years. But the usual flow wasn’t flowing. Everything was backed up. Every turn felt a little heavier than normal.

And somewhere between Sepulveda and Olympic, it hit me.

This wasn’t just about traffic.

This was my life right now.

Rerouting in Real Life

There’s a kind of sacred metaphor hiding in detours. You plan your route, follow what’s worked before, rely on the comfort of known roads—but then something shifts. A turn’s blocked. A light’s mistimed. The usual rhythm breaks. And suddenly, you have to decide:

Do I push through just because it’s familiar? Or do I pause and adjust, even if it takes a little longer?

That was me today. Not in unfamiliar territory—I’ve lived here for years. I know these neighborhoods. I knew where I was going. But even familiar ground can throw you off when the conditions change.

“In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.” — Proverbs 16:9

And isn’t that how life works sometimes? You’re not necessarily lost. But suddenly the timing, the flow, the feel of it all starts to shift—and it makes you wonder whether you’re still on the path you’re supposed to be on.

The Road I Keep Dreaming About

I’ve always wanted to work remotely.

To write full-time.

To make money through the things I create—not just for income, but for impact. I want my creativity to ripple into the world and somehow sustain me at the same time.

And yet here I am, still faithful in my current path. Still wondering if I’m honoring what God’s planted in me—or avoiding what scares me.

Today’s traffic reroute felt oddly symbolic. Not a sign I was in the wrong place, but maybe a whisper: “Even what’s familiar can stop being fruitful. It’s okay to try a new flow.”

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’”— Isaiah 30:21

The Difference Between Buried and Planted

As I sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic, I remembered something Christine Caine once said:

“Sometimes when you’re in a dark place, you think you’ve been buried, but you’ve actually been planted.”

That line always stays with me. Because this season I’m in? It doesn’t feel dead. It just feels still. And stillness doesn’t always mean burial—it might be germination.

What if this longing I keep carrying—this deep pull toward creative work, remote freedom, and meaning-driven income—is not just fantasy?

What if it’s the seed God’s been waiting for me to water?

Soul Insights

1. Rerouting Is Not Failing

I wasn’t lost—I was adapting. That’s not the mark of someone who missed the road. That’s the mark of someone who’s awake.

2. Familiar Doesn’t Always Mean Aligned

You can know the route like the back of your hand and still feel friction. That’s not betrayal—it’s invitation.

3. Peace Is a Better GPS Than Pressure

Just because something works doesn’t mean it’s what God is asking of me. I’m learning to follow peace, even when it leads through slower streets.

4. Dreams That Linger Might Be Instructions

The desire to write full-time keeps resurfacing—not because I’m dissatisfied, but because I’m designed for it. And if that longing won’t leave, maybe God is still speaking through it.

5. God Speaks in the Details

From quiet traffic decisions to an unexpectedly solo lunch, God’s fingerprints were everywhere today. He’s not shouting. But He’s near. He’s nudging.

Final Thoughts

I still don’t have the answers.

But I’m asking better questions now.

What if blocked roads aren’t interruptions, but guidance?

What if being rerouted isn’t falling behind, but catching up with where I was always meant to go?

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” — Proverbs 3:5

I don’t need the full map.

I just need to pay attention to the flow—and follow where peace leads.

And if I misread it again?

I’ll adjust. I’ll reroute. I’ll keep listening.

Because maybe the road isn’t changing.

Maybe I am.

📣 Call to Action

Have you ever had to reroute—not because you were lost, but because something familiar stopped working?

Take ten minutes this week to reflect on a moment like that.

What shifted? What did you notice?

Journal it. Share it. Or simply ask God,

“Is this a pause—or a pivot? And am I still following where You’re leading?”

And if this post resonated, pass it on to a friend who might be navigating their own quiet detour.

Sometimes the reroute is the real road home.

Soul Path Insights