Psalm
121:1-2
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
I’m
thankful for GPS, Global Positioning Systems, like Google Maps.
Although I’ve improved with age, I tend to be directionally impaired. Before GPS saved me from my wandering ways, I depended on a map or written directions. I still prefer landmarks to highway numbers, and I still get my left and right mixed up. But I’ve learned to listen to the little voice inside my phone as she speaks directions, and I’ve learned to read road signs.
Years ago,
before GPS was an app on our smartphones, we owned a box we’d attach to the
dash, I think it was a Garmin. I named her Vera. Vera took me wherever I needed
to go, unless I didn’t listen.
The key to overcoming
my impaired directional instincts
was paying attention and
following Vera’s lead.
As I wander
about in life, I need direction. When I go off on my own, I get lost and
stumble. But when I lift my eyes to the one who leads my way, I follow a better path. There may be roadblocks or construction, but Jesus walks me through it. He’s not going to take me on a trail that leads to destruction. Instead his
voice gives me the guidance I need on the rocky roads of life.
He whispers
to me from the Bible and answers my prayers. He speaks to me through trusted family
and friends and helps me navigate choppy water.
Jesus is the
best GPS, God’s Perfect Son, to follow. He will never lead us down the wrong
path. Instead, he’ll guide us on the road God created us for.
Seek Jesus as
he maps out the road to heaven.