Have you ever been lost?
I don’t mean missing a turn and pulling into some kind of business to get directions. I mean lost and alone. Do you remember that moment? Maybe you were like me, I didn’t know I was lost until when I was or should have been where I was going.
I have been a hunter and fisherman, walked in and out to that one spot, you know like “floozy creek” or the “lunker hole.” I knew to look for the sun, an outstanding landmark, moss on a tree etc.
I was in my late 20’s maybe 30 years old in the wooded hill of S.E. Oklahoma walking into a thicket I just knew would yield a monster whitetail. I crossed the creek and the pasture to the fence row and crossed into the “thicket.” Others that had hunted in there said there was a meadow on a little rise with a view of almost three sides of the thicket, crossing a fence making my way through the oaks, hickories, spiney bois d'arcs and the vines. Sure enough making my way up a little incline with a briar clinging to my pant leg was a clearing smaller than I had visualized but on the high side a great angle for a shot from left to right.
The sun moved from midday to late afternoon. On my left the creek I crossed should be less than a half of a mile thirty degrees to my left. Didn’t see a thing but I might see something on the way back to the road.
Less briars going back this way and got to the fence quickly, crossing the fence I looked at the shadows the sun should be on my left. So turning a little to my right and started pushing my way through thick brush again I should come out at that creek. Then I came to a fence! There shouldn’t be any other fence. There is still sun but everything is in the shadows now, so follow the fence I should come back to the pasture.
In just a few minutes along the fence and my heart came up in my throat! This is where I had just crossed the fence.
In my mind, I am saying; I know where I am, I can’t be lost.
But, but I don’t know where I’m going!
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This devotion brought back all of that emotion of that day way back in the 1970’s, and how physically being “lost” fits the spiritual lostness of life.
Yours in Faith,