We have often gotten lost.
Sometimes we admit, sometimes we don’t.
I can remember once when I was driving from Chicago to St. Cloud Minnesota — I had never heard of it — have you?
In the era — seems centuries ago — we navigated by using MAPS — paper maps.
Part of the joy of being a kid was listening to the dialogue (much too polite a word) of the interplay between my dad (the driver) and my mom (the map reader and navigator.)
But I was by myself, trying to read and follow a map (about the size of a table cloth for a 12 person table).
I got lost!
We all get lost, lose our bearings.
The following account/prayer comes from a person whom I greatly admire: Thomas Merton.
My Lord God,
I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore will I trust you always, though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.”
If you feel alone and lost, please consider praying it.