Some years ago, when such things still happened, we were invited to my daughter’s friends’ house for Easter dinner. I had a vague idea of where they lived, but no knowledge of the route. I didn’t need to know, I told myself. I could just look out the window and enjoy the ride.
We hadn’t gone far, though, when I began to wonder if we were going the right way. I’d thought we should be going more westerly, but the road seemed to be trending eastward. I suppressed the urge to “back seat drive” from the front seat (I hate to annoy the driver), but I wondered. And at the next turn, I wondered again. And again. But I kept silent, tamping down the anxiety, choosing to trust my daughter, who knew the way. And finally, of course, we arrived at our destination.
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As a Christian, I say I trust God to be in charge of my life, yet when the road heads in the “wrong direction,” I question, often with rising fear and anxiety. Yet Jesus has made this journey before. I need to remember that I am safe with Him. He will surely bring me to the place where He – and I – both want me to be.
I will instruct you (says the Lord) and guide you along the best pathway for your life; I will advise you and watch your progress. Psalm 32:8 Living Bible (TLB)
And there is a celebration feast to look forward to at the end of this journey, too!
Forget the times of trouble, but not the truths they taught.
Forget the days of sorrow, but not the strength they brought.
Forget the storms you battled through beneath a heavy load –
but not the Light that led you safely down the unknown road.
Patience Strong