Meridian Star

November 7, 2013

Quiet Corner: God never says “Get lost”

By Virginia Dawkins
Associated Press

MERIDIAN — On a sunny afternoon, I drove down the highway anticipating a visit with an old friend. Although I had made this trip many times, I never even thought about needing a GPS. But when I took the exit off the highway I knew I needed one, because something seemed wrong when unfamiliar sights appeared. I found myself driving across a little bridge that spanned a small lake, and then I saw houses--not old ones like I had expected--but relatively new houses. Then I thought: “My, how quickly things do change! A whole new subdivision has developed since I was here two years ago!” As I continued on, searching for some familiar landmark, I came to a fork in the road. I chose to go right, and proceeded down a narrow country road that seemed to become more and more narrow. As far as I could see, there were no houses, no driveways, and no place to turn around.

     Now my pulse began pounding in my ears, and my thoughts shouted: “You are lost! How could you get lost on the way to Beverly’s house? Oh my! This is what happens when people get old, they get confused about where they’re going, and then they have to stop driving altogether… the brain is really aging!”

     Nevertheless, in the midst of my confusion, words I’d read from my devotional book earlier that morning surfaced: “God always knows where you are and where you need to go. You are never lost from Him.”  Driving down that lonely, narrow road to nowhere, I took a deep breath and prayed a simple prayer for direction.

    Shortly, a driveway appeared. I turned around, retraced my pathway back to the main highway, proceeded on to the next exit, and found the familiar road that leads to my friend’s house.   

 There were two kinds of thoughts jostling in my head that day; they came like voices whispering in my ear. One voice was saying bad things about me and telling me that I had made a stupid mistake. But there was also the other voice, reminding me of who I really am—a child of God. This “still, small voice” enabled me to calm myself and listen. This voice doesn’t shout and blame when I make a mistake but tells me that, if I will turn around and start over again, He will lead me where I need to go.

     A prayer connection is much better than a GPS.

“God does not stand afar off as I struggle to speak.

He cares enough to listen with more than casual attention.

He translates my scrubby words and hears what is truly inside.

He hears my sighs and uncertain gropings as fine prose.”

 - Timothy Jones