He Directs Our Path
It was spring break for my grandson Caleb. We decided to go to a museum every day for three days. The first museum had a special exhibit that contained challenging mazes and puzzles. I know I am not the best at making my way through mazes, but we decided to give it a go.
I enjoyed the first maze. This maze was geared to the younger kids in the crowd. I liked that I could look over the barriers and quickly plot my course for an easy exit. Yes, I saw clearly, and it felt good.
Having made it through the first maze, Caleb and I were overconfident, so we decided to try the more difficult available mazes. This maze had high barriers, so much that I could not begin to see over to plot the desired course. We wandered, coming to endless dead ends, u-turns, and circles. I am unsure how it happened, but somehow, we made it out. Caleb decided he wanted to go again. I wanted to say “No!” but off we went. Caleb was in the lead, and after what felt like an eternity of dead ends, I could tell he was starting to panic. I took over, having no idea what path was right, and we wandered in our confusion some more. The blind leading the blind.
Then we saw it. The escape exit. No, it was not the proper exit but an exit for the lost. This exit is a bit like God. We can’t see clearly to find our way through this life, and we cry out to God for direction, and he says, “I will help you.” Even though it may be an unconventional path, God will help us if we trust Him to direct our way.
Thank You God!
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go, for to you, I entrust my life.