Free from the trailer that hauled her over the states, Red Rose (our wagon) felt nimble. The old-fashioned directions to the ranch scribbled in the back of my notebook sat on my lap as my husband drove. The awkward directions took me two decades back and didn’t feel promising. I wondered in the most private corner of my mind.
Can theses directions actually get us from Point A to Point B?
Can anything be done without Google Maps?
Cell Coverage At 1 Mile (look for grizzly bear sign)
Sure, our drive across state lines took us unpredictably in and out of cell coverage but this time we knew the specific point cell phones were useless (how useless manifested over the next few weeks). When relaying directions she warned me about losing cellular reception and told me where to go should we get lost along the way. Isn’t God like that?
God gives us really good directions, pretty simple: Love me, love others. They will know you are mine by your love. We screw it up all the time but like the woman on the other end of the phone giving directions, God tells us what to do if we get lost.
The Truest Faith
It’s easy to feel brave and empowered in a single moment, for faith to carry us into the unknown, but this isn’t the truest demonstration of faith. Peter showed us how to act in the heat of faith when he hopped over the edge of the boat and walked towards Jesus. Do we still have faith when wide-eyed we realize we’ve stepped outside the constraints of our control and are powerless?
Most of the time we don’t realize we’re powerless until trouble is crashing in our door. Again and again, our Creator reminds us we’re not alone. He will search tirelessly for YOU, for ME.
I’d waited throughout our move for God but more often God waited on me. God waits for us to be willing to turn around when we find ourselves lost and search Him out. He also waits for us to realize our need for Him. Not only is God capable of mending us (because we can’t) He desires to.
We followed her directions as if treasure seekers after a cache. At the Y where a ginormous sign describes how to tell the difference between a black bear and grizzly we veered right and continued constantly amazed by the beauty.
Nervous and unsure we noticed a man and woman outside a building. It seemed like the building we were looking for but its size caught me off guard. An oversized garage base supported a significantly larger structure of newer construction. (Remember, my imagination convinced me the studio would be dingy, dusty and full of spiders which I would respond to with a scared but grateful heart.) Surrounded by pasture and forested mountains the garage stood alone, but we were not alone.
The woman approached the car as I dropped my window and exchanged greetings. Her warm welcome reassured the insecurities harbored in my heart. Maybes I usually kick to the curb surfaced as we followed her directions to park over there (there’s always a there). Maybe we weren’t inconveniencing them too much. Maybe it was okay we were staying in their studio after all. Maybe…