The “Super Shuttle” van flew down the freeway, headed for LAX. My husband and I had been on a trip to the Los Angeles area and now it was time to return home. For as far as I could see, cars were going somewhere in a hurry. The exit ramps would fly by…….. sometimes the interchanges would be three levels deep.
It reminded me of spaghetti.
A few cars would brake slightly as they approached an exit. Maybe they weren’t sure this was the right one. Or maybe they were afraid to merge with the next highway. Some vehicles rounded the exit ramp so quickly I feared they would turn over. They were on a mission.
And then there were the cars merging with us……..constantly. A veritable sea of movement in every direction. The result of one wrong move would be an accident.
The driver of the shuttle had his window down…….and the noise was overwhelming. Suddenly, I heard a thudding sound and looked out my window in time to see a car scraping down the concrete divider between her and me. Thoughts of what would have occurred had the divider not been there flitted through my mind. Was her car disabled? Was she hurt? Who knew? We continued our mad dash to the airport.
My thoughts turned to life……..my life. I understood approaching exit ramps hesitantly. The uprooting of my children and moving to a different state would lead where? What if it was the wrong exit? How far would I have to travel before I knew I had made a mistake. Could I ever get back?
So many different exits. So much spaghetti. Each exit was a new and different decision. I wasn’t used to making decisions……..and certainly not at the speed required to make them. And most people were in a hurry with their own lives and just wanted me to move to the right and let them pass.
Ever been there?
I shared with one of my daughters that I was writing this article and she told me the following story.
She lived in the LA area when she went to college. Her dad also lived in the area. She used to call him from somewhere in the “spaghetti” and tell him she was lost. Then she would ask him directions. Before he could give her the needed instructions, he would have to decipher where she was……..asking for landmarks or road signs.
I immediately thought of all the times I’ve been “lost” on this journey of life. It seemed like I took the correct exit, but I didn’t end up where I planned. Or I merged on the wrong freeway and was headed the wrong direction. And I would call my Father.
But my Father never had to ask me where I was. He already knew.
Psalms 139 says He has known me from conception. He knows when I leave and when I get back. I am never out of His sight. He knows the same thing about you.
Wrap your mind around that!
I grew up with a God that was terrifying……..therefore, that scripture did not give me comfort. I was told He was just watching to make sure I made NO mistakes…….and certainly never sinned. As I grew older, I discovered the God of the Bible…….one full of love and caring.
What kind of God do you have?
Before my daughter would stop and call her dad, she had to acknowledge she was lost. Are you lost? Do you have a hard time admitting that?
As you take your exits and merge on various “life” roads, He is right there in the midst of all that “spaghetti. And He loves you. Call and tell Him you are lost. He’ll guide you to the right “freeway”.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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Very well done. I like the comparisons and boy can I relate to this. Life can get so hectic and unsure but as long as we let the one who made The Map direct us and listen to his voice we will make it safely. Praise the Lord!:0)
This is a wonderful devotional and very timely for me and many others, I'm sure. I sometimes forget to ask my Father for directions when I'm feeling lost, but I need to remember that He always knows just where I am!