We said our goodbyes to our friends and headed home in the van. Three little ones were ready for their naps, and I was not far off. The trip home would be well over an hour.
As we were leaving our friends' home, I turned on Garmin (our GPS). For much too long Garmin told me that it was "loading maps."
Despite being in an unfamiliar area, I was somewhat confident in being able to find my way home. We keep a road atlas in the car, but I suspected it might not be helpful since I was not certain which country road I was traveling. And it was out of my reach.
Hoping to not pull over, I made a call to confirm the next couple of turns. At some point I was unsure of my surroundings. The road no longer seemed familiar.
It had already been over twenty minutes and Garmin still was not working, and I no longer expected it to. I continued on my way, hoping to see a familiar site or a road sign.
With the children quiet, I began considering what lesson God might have for me in this situation. I began to consider the way that I was relying on a little electronic device to show me each turn instead of looking at the full picture of what I might see on an atlas. Because I was depending on something less than the original map or written directions, I was left not knowing how to get to my destination.
Then I finally saw the sign peeking out from behind another letting me know that I was, indeed, on my way home. (And, yes, I took a photograph...)
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the Beginning. ~ John 1:1-2
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