I absolutely hate getting lost. Now that I see that statement, it seems kinda funny because I don't know many people who like to get lost. But I really hate it.
Last week, I set out to meet a friend at a new beach. I am always up for finding a new, fun, beautiful spot in this great state that I now live in, so I said yes. Little did I know that I would A.) set out to the wrong destination, but then 2.) even when I did get the right destination that I would continually get lost around every corner.
I don't mean to sound like a drama queen but it was exhausting! By the time I finally got there the sun was coming down, and I seriously was so irritated. In the midst of getting lost I had a moment where I thought, maybe I should just turn around and go home. It didn't help that my 7 year old who is almost as impatient as his mother when it comes to getting lost, kept saying... "Maybe we should just go home!"
Well, this got me thinking of the life lesson or the spiritual life analogy here.
Sometimes in life I get lost. I mean, I know I am FOUND for all eternity, but there are moments, seasons where I feel lost.
There are times in life when you question. Questions are okay to ask... they prove we have a mind. It's who we get our answers from that shape us.
I think these times come very randomly and for no apparent reason.
It's a feeling. Feeling is okay... it proves we are human, it's what we do with them that matters.
Like right now for instance.
I have had this nagging feeling of being lost again.
I am at a point in my life where I am wondering am I doing a good job being me?
Do you ever ask that question?
AM I doing a good job being me?
And then I quickly think what would be the definition of good?
Will I look back on what I have been given and be proud of myself?
I have been reading the book of Joshua in the bible.
I am past the point where God tells Joshua "Be strong and courageous, don't be afraid. I go with you." 1:9
I am past the point where Rahab hides the spies and because of this her whole house hold is spared. 2:14
I am past the point where Joshua and the people of Israel have seen God's hand move over and over on their behalf. 6:16
I am past the point where Joshua prayed for the Sun to Stand Still and it DID! 10:12(read it people it really did)
Then I read this the other day;
"Joshua asked the Israelites, How long will you be SLACK to go in and possess the land which the Lord, the God of your fathers, has given you?" Joshua 18:3
This is after the land has been given, the boundaries have been set, the victories have been won, cities have been captured, THE SUN HAS STOOD STILL, and yet.... they SLACK?
They weren't lost. They found the right destination. They had clear cut jobs to do. But still they SLACKED?
I read that and thought this is exactly what this feeling of being lost is like for me. I have been given everything, and I DO mean everything that I need to succeed in this my life, and yet I SLACK!
For this I have no answer.
I only know that just like when Isaiah asked me, "Can we just go home?" that there is no going back.
Not when you have looked this long.
Not when you have spent that much gas.
Not when you have hoped for the destination to end all destinations.
There is no turning back, where else would I go?