Are we stuck in a spiritual rut? Do we have blinders on like a work horse, and plod along through every day satisfied with not seeing anything more than a limited view of what faith and righteousness means? Why are we fixed in our ways and not searching to know anything more about Jesus Christ? Are we content with not experiencing anything new in God’s Word? Ruts are easy to fall into, and once we are there they can be very hard to get out of. So if God’s love is like a road that has no end, and his mercies are new every morning, why is it that we often find ourselves satisfied with a still photograph of who we saw Him to be, or what He once taught us as children?