In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.—Proverbs 3:6
I am not very good at directions. Okay, the truth is I’m terrible at directions. I get lost in airport terminals and mall parking lots. I shudder every time I stop to ask directions and someone says, “Oh, it’s easy. You can’t miss it.” Because that’s exactly what I always do: miss it.
So last year, when we bought a new car, my husband asked if I’d like to have a Global Positioning System (GPS) included that would help me navigate.
Now I have an electronic pal who speaks to me, telling me where to turn and what lane I need to be in for exits. I have a colorful digital map with a small arrow that is “me,” so I can watch as I progress down highways and toward intersections.
But before any of this marvelous assistance can take place, I have a screen full of text that comes up every time I start my car. It contains a promise that I must make to drive carefully, obey traffic rules—and not stare too much at the navigational screen. And until I hit the AGREE button, I get no help or guidance.
I thought of that GPS last night when I opened my Bible. It, too, wants to give me direction as I travel the road of life. But first I have to agree to take time to read its words, to apply its wisdom, to surrender to its Author.
I’ll probably always be “directionally challenged,” but I know that if I use both my GPS and my Bible wisely, I’ll be making more right turns in life.
Lead me, Father, down the road that will take me closer to You.
