Everything went smoothly while planning a trip to visit a relative. I knew my way to the destination well without any road maps. Going against my better judgment, I headed into the rain. I didnít realize what could go wrong.
Singing to myself occasionally in the car, I arrived at my relativesí for lunch. After having an enjoyable day with them I made my way home. The skies were getting black.
Okay, I will be right, I donít like travelling in the rain but I need to get home.
Happily driving I turned right at an intersection with a joy in my heart. It wasnít long and my heart started to sink.
Oh no! I am going the wrong way.
My hands grasped the steering wheel tighter while over and over again I asked myself where I was. I started to see road signs to the city. I knew I didnít want to go over the Cityís Largest Bridge. This was the opposite way to where I was supposed to be going. I knew I had to get onto the other side but a medium strip had blocked my way.
I see an exit to a town that I recognized because it wasnít far from a college I previously attended. I took the exit and came out onto another road. I look to my right and saw a sign to the mountains I should have been heading for in the first place. I squeezed my car into the correct lane; I drove onto the correct road.
Travelling along this road the traffic thickened. I had no radio, watch, or any idea of the time. I knew that my family might be worried. My heart started pounding as I travel crawling up the highway to get back home. Clutching the steering wheel, Stopping and starting in traffic, I travelled in the centre lane behind a truck not being able to see what was ahead.
After driving for a long time, I saw signs to a gas station ahead. My hands start to loosen from the steering wheel. I raced in to call my family about the situation I had found myself in. They were very loving but also saw the funny side of the situation. But I was relieved to know I had contacted them.
Sitting outside the gas station eating a take-away, I watched the traffic as it slowly went by.
I wonder what is happening. I thought very concerned.
I bowed my head to pray. I took the focus off myself and realized others may be involved in an accident. After praying I looked up at the fast moving traffic.
Itís time to be on my way. I thought hurriedly getting into the car.
It wasnít long before I saw a tow truck driving off from the side of the road. I knew then there had been an accident.
I made it home without getting lost again, but I was very tired.
The next morning, I thought about my trip and what I can learn from it. I learned I need to keep my eye on the signs for the right direction. I learned I need a navigator. I also learned by going the wrong way it takes longer to get home. This experience has taught me not to assume that everything will be okay on the day without the guidance of our navigator, the Lord Jesus Christ.
How can we apply this to our lives?
We need to keep our eyes on the Lord Jesus Christ. To do this we need our navigator ready to use. The Lord will use His Word and prayers to Him to navigate our lives. If we go off track there will be hazards in our life just like the accident that was slowing me down while trying to get home. Things may go smoothly for a while without our spiritual maps, signs, praying and reading His Word. But without our spiritual food we may come across a stormy path and lose our way by not seeing the signs that God has for our lives.
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