I Once Was Lost But Now I'm Found

If you know me well at all, you know that I get lost quite frequently.  It's one of the talents I forgot to mention a few days ago.  My sense of direction is so bad that there have been times in my life that I have honestly thought, I think I should go right and then purposely go left because I don't trust myself.  Ironically, more times than not, the left is actually correct.

Yesterday I had to drive out into the country to pick something up.  It was about an hour from home.  I got very specific directions.  Those directions included things like, Turn at the Log Cabin, Turn at the Church, Turn into the driveway with the Green fences.  Well, I got lost.  I went left when I should have gone right.  I missed an entire line in the directions and it took me 10 minutes of driving over really windy roads to figure it out. 

So when I turned around, it was starting to get dark.  If I had gone correctly, I would have been at my destination, instead I still had 15 minutes to go.  I was so far out in the country that my phone didn't work, so no GPS.  I was starting to panic.  I stressed the rest of the way.  I was on the verge of tears.  Partly because I hate this part of me and partly because I was kind of scared.  The only thing that kept me sane was the little girl in the back seat.  I didn't want her to feel my panic.

I eventually got there and on my way home I did some thinking.  I decided I was going to get a GPS.  I just have to research which one to get.  I have gotten lost for the last time.

Then when we were putting Ainsley down, we were saying prayers.  I started to pray and thank God for helping us find our way.  It then struck me, that's what we should feel like without God.  Completely lost.  Panicked.  Scared.  Alone.  Rescue should be urgent.  It should be the only thing on our mind.  So why is it not?  Why don't we see how truly lost we are without God?  How come we think we can do this life without Him as our GPS?