FMF | Lost
I can’t see where we’re going right now. We keep taking the next steps forward, but the destination — even the length of the road — is shrouded in fog.
Yet, I don’t think we’re lost. Nope, I don’t feel lost at all.
I don’t know why the road we’re on is so long and slow. I wish my life’s GPS would tell me how long until our destination. I wish I could know for sure that disappointments are temporary and not full stops.
Even so, we’re not really lost.
We’re on the road He’s planned for us. We’re making the progress as He allows. We can’t see the whole map, but we’re not really the ones in charge of the directions.
We’d only be lost without a Leader.
If I’m lost in anything, it’s trust. I’m so deep in trusting my heavenly Father that I can’t see out of it. I can’t see beyond it because it stretches too far. I wouldn’t even know how to choose another road. Charlie, more so than me, is lost in hope, I think. I can still sometimes glimpse the exit for hopelessness, but he seems firm. Thankfully, we’re on this road together.
“You hem me in, behind and before, and lay Your hand upon me.” Psalm 139:5
You surround us, so if we’re ever lost in anything, it’s only You.