Somewhere in the treasure chest we call the glove compartment, there is an old road map that is full of holes where the creases form, wrinkles from years of bewilderment, and a coffee and/or Diet Coke stain obscuring prominent directions. We also have Stan's old atlas that served him well during his truck driving days. We don't trust Siri, but that's another story or two (or more) that I'll have to save for another time.
Did you notice how confusing a map looks if you're not exactly sure where you're going? So many choices! Sometimes when we take a wrong turn, we have a delightful experience, but sometimes we end up in the middle of nowhere without a clue how to get back on track. We may be pretty sure we're not headed in the right direction, but if we're with our husbands, we just can't pull off the road and ask for directions. We need to set our sites on where we want to be and stick with the best route on the map that will get us there. (And then sometimes we just need to pull off the road and rest for a little while.) We do know, though, that if we are following the right directions, we are sure to reach our destination.
Since starting my blogging endeavor last summer, I have 27 articles, some posted, some still in the works. But each and every word of every blog that I have posted just "seemed right". Those that are still in the works just don't feel right yet. And when I say that they "seemed right" or "felt right", I don't mean that I thought they were worthy of your reading pleasure (or amusement). I mean that they were the words that the Lord impressed upon me to write - just as He has done with this one.
As much as I truly believe that the Lord has asked me at this point in my life to write a few words, I also believe that right now is supposed to be a time of reflection and prayer and digging deeper in His Word. I have started at least five different blogs over the last couple of weeks, but they were just not meant to be.
I need to get back to my trusted road map, the one that will take me exactly where I need to be. I know that if I follow that map and don't detour (as I'm prone to do), my tried and true road map will serve me well. I just need to follow the directions.
My Bible is my road map; it has served me well over the years. I have found that the Lord gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it, and we come to a clearer understanding of this when we read His Word. So I'm off on a journey for now to bask in the Son and figure out what's just up ahead as far as my writing is concerned. I'll tell you all about it maybe in a week, or maybe in a month, or maybe when you and I are least expecting it. But for now, I'm quite sure that, yes, I AM supposed to write some words every now and then, but I just need to pull off the main road for a little while and see where one of those old dirt roads may lead.
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart;
and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and He shall direct thy paths.
Proverbs 3: 5-6