A Terrible Sense of Direction ( by Carley Evans )

Here in NYC in Central Park, I realize — quite palpably — my terrible sense of direction. Can’t see the sun; have no idea which way is east, west, north, south. Discover that although I can read a compass, I don’t readily trust a compass. Having read about the strong tendency to literally walk in circles when lost, I almost stand still.

I’m certainly glad my life compass is a person, not a thing. I’m relieved my path does not depend upon my terrible sense of direction. Rather, my guide is God, the Holy Spirit and my compass is His Word.

Thank You, Lord that I do not need to depend upon my own understanding. In Jesus’ Name, amen.

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4 thoughts on “A Terrible Sense of Direction ( by Carley Evans )

  1. Jeff says:

    Right there with you. If I’m inside a building, I have no idea which way north is. I’m constantly pointing the wrong way!

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