And today the word is …. Lost.
My dad has always enjoyed a car ride. Now retired, he still does. The open road calls him to drive and enjoy, often without a destination in mind.
Before they leave, Mom will say, “We’re going out for a bit.”
Where are you going?”, I will ask.
The reply, every single time, “Wherever the wheels take us.”
“Get something good!”, I say back. Every single time.
For years, Dad drove a truck, making deliveries. Being new to the state of Massachusetts, he would often got lost.
During his ride, he always made sure to get something good – a sandwich, an ice cream, bakery goods, a loaf of crusty bread and his favorite, apple turnovers. Oftentimes, he would bring something home for us all.
They still get something good whenever they go for a ride.
Dad never felt “lost” as he considered wherever he went as part of his journey. He always says as long as he keeps the ocean on his left side, he can always find his way home.
Perhaps it’s true of life too – we never are “lost”. Everything is meant to be a part of our journey making up our story. We bring back “something good” from each struggle, challenge, joy and experience to be taken in and digested when we get home.
Much the way Dad has kept the ocean to his left and made it home, I have One by my side to guide me and bring me safely home.
Every. Single. Time.
The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you.” (Psalm 32:8, NLT)