God’s Map

 

 

I recently went shopping with my friend Sara in an Amish town in Indiana. It’s amazing how time away with the friend who knows you the best is like medicine for the soul and was just the refreshment and renewal I needed! Once I got home after a few days full of belly laughs and miles of walking, I thought about the trip. The village where we went shopping, had many stores within walking distance. We were thankful they had maps available to guide us on our mission! We both grabbed a map, but after the first few stores, I realized I had lost my map. Who knows where I had laid it down or what happened to it. So on our second day of shopping, I grabbed another. If you are thinking I bet she lost that one too, you are right! We had so many laughs about how I could do the same thing two days in a row!

Thankfully, we were still able to navigate around the shopping area, but it got me thinking. No matter how many times I lose my way with God, he doesn’t lose track of his plan for me. No matter how many times I say no to where I think I’m being led, he finds a way to arrange my compass, pointing it back to Him and His way.

So many times, during the navigation of my life, I don’t realize I’m slowly swaying off the path. Maybe it’s waking up early six days in a row to do my morning devotions, but on day seven, I think I can afford some time to sleep in. Then, when my life is in shambles, kids are constantly whining, and I find myself questioning what went wrong; the Spirit speaks ‘have you spent time with your Father today?’ I’m reminded how much calmer my nerves are when my day is started with Him. Thankfully, Gods mercies are new each morning. When I stumble off course in my Christian walk, as soon as I get back on the journey, God welcomes me with open arms assuring me I am right where I’m meant to be.

Maybe you feel that you have lost your map. Maybe you feel like you are at a fork in the road with a big decision to make. Maybe you are about to pull your hair out because that middle, stubborn daughter of yours has worn every patient nerve you have. Maybe you are at a job you hate and don’t know why God hasn’t picked you up and landed you right where you think you should be. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could open our map, find the X indicating, ‘You are Here’ and we see the glorious path to get us back on track?

Though we don’t have access to God’s atlas of our life that has all our hills and valleys carefully mapped out, we can willingly choose to let God be the one to power our compass. “In all ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths.” Proverbs 3: 5-6.

 

Sandra Manon