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My girls think I overreact when they drive recklessly or make a mistake on the road but they don’t realize that in those split seconds my brain immediately recalls the dumb stuff I did as a teenage driver.   I guess I could see how my sudden gasps while clutching the dashboard for dear life might appear as overreacting.  One memory of my early driving years in particular that makes me laugh now but then scared the stuffing out of me was when my sister and I were attempting to navigate the one way street maze that is downtown Indianapolis – at night.  I don’t remember what we were doing down there but at one point we turned left onto a street and started to head to the next intersection, only to look and see cars parked on the curb facing the opposite direction and a lady in the crosswalk waving her arms and pointing.  Looking just past the lady we could see the bright white headlights of the many cars at the stoplight ahead, getting ready to come our way!  I had mistaken a concrete median for a curb and we were driving down a one way street the wrong way.  Since I drove a stick-shift with no power steering, it was even more comical to watch me frantically try and turn around, as speedily as possible, forward a little, back up a little, turn and forward a little, back up a little, sheesh!  Forward and okay!  We’re outta here!

I can always find my way eventually, but don’t have the best sense of direction, especially if people give me directions such as, “Head north on 38 until you reach such and such, then head east…”  How about “turn right” or “turn left”?   I have figured out, which you’ll be glad to know, that the sun always comes up in the east and sets in the west.  If I get really turned around, I’ll look up at the sun and get my bearings of north, south, east and west.   When we lived in Las Cruces, New Mexico, the mountains to the east of the valley where the city was were a great marker for me.  If I got turned around, looking at them and remembering they were east helped me find my way.

When we get “turned around”, have taken a wrong turn, or are heading the wrong way on the one way in our spiritual hike through life we can reset or regain our bearings by turning to look at Jesus.  He’s the reference point, unchanging, dependable, and true.  When I’m face to face with Him, I don’t feel lost anymore.  He holds my heart’s compass and shows me the way.  He is constant – the same yesterday, today and forever.  I trust Him.  Do you know if you’re going the right way?

…let the Holy Spirit guide your lives.  Galatians 5:16

[God says] “I’ll take the hand of those who don’t know the way, who can’t see where they’re going. I’ll be a personal guide to them, directing them through unknown country. I’ll be right there to show them what roads to take, make sure they don’t fall into the ditch. These are the things I’ll be doing for them— sticking with them, not leaving them for a minute.”  Psalm 42:11  The Msg