I love a good road trip. Actually, if it’s been a while since I’ve gone anywhere, it doesn’t really have to be a good road trip. I’m down with hitting the road, wandering to parts far away and discovering something new. Camping, staying with friends, or patronizing motels—as long as I can “get outta Dodge” I’m happy to go.
When I visit a new area, I like to indulge in the local scene. I want to eat at places and see things that I can’t back in Kansas City. I want to experience the local color—to do as the Romans, when in Rome.
While that’s a fine philosophy as you travel the land, always keep in mind that your real home is in heaven. “Friends, this world is not your home, so don’t make yourselves cozy in it. Don’t indulge your ego at the expense of your soul. Live an exemplary life among the natives so that your actions will refute their prejudices.”
As you live this temporary life in a foreign country, see the sights, enjoy the food, and love the people, but don’t let the world’s “local color” lead you away from God.
That’s something to think about.