Faulty GPS?
day Donn and I decided to ask “Sam” (short for Samantha) to direct us to Walmart on a cross-country trip. As we wound our way deeper and deeper into the boondocks, my trust level dipped to an all-time low. Finally, Sam chirped, “Arriving at Walmart, on your right.” There was absolutely nothing on our right, and certainly not a Walmart! Spurning Sam’s help, we relied on Donn’s sense of direction to get us back to civilization.
Then there was the day we went antiquing in Myrtle Beach, depending solely on Sam to find the shops. Repeatedly, she took us to places that gave no indication of ever having been antique shops. The last straw came when she guided us directly to the locked gates of a gated community! It was a disappointing end to our hopes of spending a leisurely afternoon enjoying antiques.
have trustworthy instructions to discovering God’s will for our lives. Following wrong or incomplete guidance can end in disaster. Years ago I read about a woman whose dog loved to lie at her feet. But every time she stood up, the dog dashed to the bottom of the stairs, assuming that’s where she was going. One day she told him, “If you want to be with me, you’ll have to learn to follow me.”