It was still a bit dark. The morning sun was starting to break across the sky while a giant full moon still hung low, as if it was chasing us down the road.
My son had a last minute flight for work and had asked me to take him to the airport. As I dropped him off and climbed into the driver’s seat, I couldn’t find my phone. I had driven to this airport many times but never without following the maps app.
I tried to look quickly in the seat and on the floor but traffic around me was rushing me to move on. Finally, I had to go. Oh no! I thought! How am I going to find my way home? All the highway signs were confusing. I just needed one that said, “Home, this way!” But, there was nothing. “Lord,” I cried, “I’m going to need You to show me the way.”
Why is it, friend, that so often we just want man to tell us how to get where we are going? Why is God our last resort? Why don’t we go to Him first? Why is that uncomfortable? My answers to those questions may be different from yours, but I do know one thing. It’s a habit and not one I want to hold onto.
It’s normal from the time we are babies to go to people for what we need, but somewhere along the way, we need to grow up. We need to remember that man is fallible and God is not. Man may be able to give us advice and guidance sometimes, but God can all the time.
So, I think I need to make some adjustments. I need to reorder Who my go-to is. Then I can rest when I don’t have a clue—because I know Who does!
“Whether you turn to the right or the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it’“ (Isaiah 30:21, NIV).