So I’ve been in a new city since April. But I didnt get a job until September so I wasnt driving a lot.
I am pretty familiar with the area I work and live in but the interchanges get me occasionally.
I left work on the phone and I knew where I was going. There was more than one way to get there so I thought that I would take the quickest way.
Before I knew it I went the wrong way. But I knew how to get where I was going.
I drove in a circle and said I wasnt really lost. Because I wasn’t. I said I’m back where I started.
Sometimes we know where we wanna go. Sometimes there is more than one way to get there. Sometimes we go out of the way.
But as long as we allow God to remain in our lives we can always get back to where we started.