The Long Way Home

My husband loves to follow his GPS. In fact, when he has one around he sets it and follows  it from our house to his office, just because he can. I'm not sure what his fascination is with his GPS, but I know he has it. On our trip to Canada, he loved using it. On the way home, his beloved GPS had a little malfunction in direction and took us the long way home. The route was lovely, very scenic, but long. The drive home was already 9 hours, so finding out that the GPS had added some time to our drive was not exactly good news, but what is one to do? I couldn't really argue with the GPS! What's done is done, and we were well on our way.
This is much like life. I sometimes go the long way. God is standing there with His arms open wide, talking to me telling me exactly what He wants me to do, but somehow I redirect myself. I go the scenic route. I take several detours. I listen to other directions rather than His.  I become malfunctioned. What am I to do? It's not good news at all! How can I get back on track?
I have known for a long time what God wants me to do, but I have also felt like I've been trying to fit His calling into a small box. He's been standing outside the box talking to me, calling to me, "Bethany, that box is too small, your calling won't fit in there."  I could hear Him, but I still had to take the long road.
Jesus, thank you for being so patient with me. Thank you for all that you say to me. Please, Say That Again!