 This is my first time to posting in Five Minute Friday. Five minutes of writing on the word of the week and this is what I ended up with....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No, it’s not a joke. It’s the sad reality of my typical first time driving somewhere. I can almost count on it. But this time I was under a time deadline to get my daughter to an appointment and I had no clue where my last turn had brought me. A desperate call to my hubby, David, gave me a sense of calm when I wanted to pound the steering wheel and scream. I wanted out of there NOW. But that just couldn’t be. I had to continue through a difficult and confusing road before arriving at my correct destination. Through phone calls and texts he gently guided me to my goal. Too often I proceed in life thinking I know the way, when I really don’t. I fuss and fume and pound my fists: mad at the situation and my stubbornness that got me there. When I finally call on the Lord, He gently speaks to me reassuringly that I will get to my destination. It will not come as easily as it could have since I insisted on my way first, but He has promised to always be my guide.
12 Comments
8/25/2017 04:18:15 pm
WELCOME TO FMF! I hope this is the beginning of a long relationship with the FMF community. I'm parked in #30 this week. Glad you made it to your destination "in one piece" although a bit disheveled!!!
Vicki
8/25/2017 05:56:39 pm
Thanks for the welcome, Susan! I'm glad to be a part of FMF. Our extended trip to the doctor's was a learning experience I plan NOT to repeat, ever. :)
Vicki
8/25/2017 05:59:12 pm
Agreed! God is so patient with us. I do wonder if we give Him some comic relief from time to time!
Your story reminds me of a trip to St. Louis I took with my youngest son many years ago. We had stayed at our friends house way too late in the evening. Instead of finding an easy path, I found road construction that even with my GPS, I couldn't figure out how to get around it to find the hotel. I called my hubby back in KC and thanks to mapquest, he got me out. God bless our husbands for putting up with our crazy, huh?
Vicki
8/25/2017 06:01:39 pm
Oh, Christy! I heartily agree with you about our helpful hubbies! We used to live in Hillsboro, MO, about 30 miles south of St. Louis. The roads can be a bit crazy when a detour is made.
Vicki
8/25/2017 06:03:58 pm
Hi, Lesley! I had a feeling I wasn't the only one. ;) Praise God for reminding us that somehow, some way, He will get us to where we need to go. Welcome to the FMF community. I hope that you will write again with us soon. My husband has gotten me out of many "honey, I'm lost moments" while driving and I am so thankful for His patience. But even more so I am thankful for the patience of God as I go my own way but then come crawling back to Him. He's such a Good Shepherd. I'm in the #7 spot this week.
Vicki
8/26/2017 12:01:14 am
Thanks for the welcome, Barbie! I'm glad to find out that I'm not the only one who needs help getting out of a jam! Aren't we blessed to have good and caring shepherds in our lives? 8/26/2017 11:23:18 pm
Hey, I can relate. Only I am the one my daughter is calling to figure out how to get somewhere. So glad God s patient with us and our need for direction.
Vicki
8/27/2017 12:12:32 am
Theresa, I'm so glad you are there for your daughter to give her a voice of hope. When we get lost it's good to know there is a way through it. Leave a Reply. |
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