I turned right at the traffic light at the foot of the hill and headed . . . um. . . just exactly where was it that I was headed now anyway? A “senior moment” is what many people call these lapses. But I’m certain mine is genetic and began at birth so age has nothing to do with it. It’s true.
But be that as it may, I soon got it figured that I was heading for the gym to take one of my young charges to enjoy some time at Kids Club. The good news was that I was aimed in the right direction: The bad news was that I had forgot the kid.
A few blocks down, a quick left turn, and I was headed back into town via a side street. The day had been rather nondescript and gray weather-wise, mainly cloudy. But wow! As I neared the end of the street, the sun broke momentarily through the clouds and a ray of sunshine beautifully highlighted the golden dome of our state capital building straight ahead.
As I turned onto Main Street I also saw that the white steeple of one of our beautiful local churches shared that bright ray of sunlight in an otherwise gray city. My mind still fails to grasp all of what He may have been saying but my heart overflows. I find an almost unspoken message in the symbolism but the Reality is that God used my unique ability to head off in the wrong direction to show me a sunny and significant scene, which would have gone unnoticed if I hadn’t been headed toward it down that side street.
“Commit thy way unto the Lord and He shall direct Thy paths.” It can seem like the wrong path at moments but He knows the beginning from the end. And He gives us new directions beyond our understanding and despite our mistakes.