This morning, I’m exhausted from driving 5.5 hrs. to meet my daughter arriving from Japan, then driving back home for 7.5 hrs. Longer coming back because we stopped more times than I did going; and I got us lost once. Interstates that run east and west but are marked west in one location and north in another; east in one location and south in another are — well, let’s just say, yucky! However, getting lost was actually my fault. I took the wrong interstate towards the wrong city! My only explanation — I used to live in that direction.
Getting lost is not hard to achieve. Directions are confusing, especially when you are backtracking. GPS is grand if you have it, and if you’ve set it up properly.
Speaking of directions and GPS, directions for living well are easily found. These are located on a great map in the pages of the Bible. GPS is less easily acquired. GPS is essentially equivalent to God, the Holy Spirit. He is my global positioning system. He always knows where I am, and He knows the direction in which I am heading. He sends me brightly colored, clear messages — even big alerts — to show me the best route for reaching the perfect destination — that’s the destination He has in mind for me, not the one I have in mind for me.
The problem is not the satellite connection, of course, between myself and God. Rather, the problem comes when I ignore or occasionally misunderstand the directing messages; or fail to check those messages against the map — the map being the written Word of God. I say this because, of course, there are many competing messages. Messages from myself, from friends, from family, from media, from FB — that’s Facebook–, from the adversary and the agents of that adversary. Sometimes, as in my illustration of heading in the wrong direction just because I once lived in that direction, I just go backwards or frankly in the wrong direction on the worst path for me.
Then, the solution — yes, you guessed it — is to turn around!