Following Directions

Dear God: I am clueless about directions — especially the north, south, east, west kind. When the salesman showed me all the features of my new-to-me car, he mentioned the compass reading that lights up on my rearview mirror and I laughed out loud. I know he thought I was crazy. When grandson Tommy got a compass and asked me to explain poles, magnetic stuff, I had to laugh again and tell him to ask his father.

I’m a little that way with the directions you’ve given me, God. I don’t really laugh out loud, but there’s sometimes a “You want me to do what?” attitude. But today, when I have so much at stake, I pray that you fill me with your Holy Spirit, so that my every thought will be to follow your directions more closely — to ask for guidance and then to follow it. To read your word and use it like a map. You’ve promised that “your word will be a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path” (Psalm 119:105 NLT).

In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Dee Litten Whited writes from Virginia.

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