Help me I'm not lost!
I am not your typical woman. Ha ha ha okay let me be more specific! I do NOT like to stop and ask for directions. I've been lost many times and for some reason my husband is always the one who says, lets just stop somewhere and ask. I seriously can't do it. I don't know why but for some reason I think that experiencing being lost is part of the journey and the fun of it. To others its a distraction on the way to the destination.
In fact when I was a teenager just learning to drive (please stop reading here mom) I used to go out with two of my friends (that had cars or access to them) and make us get lost so we could find our way again. Of course this was after dark and in the (at that time) rural areas of Henry county, Ga. It was just one of those answers to the question "I dunno. What do you want to do?" "Let's go drive and get lost!", I'd say. I guess I was over-confident in my sense of direction, but for the most part in never failed me. We always found our way back and usually solved the worlds problem with our car conversations.
Physically being lost, however, is very different from mentally being lost. You know the feeling. You're sitting in a class that usually has an advanced number after it such as "Binary Differential Equations MA5002" or "Eschatological Systematic Theology in original German during the Holocaust Period ST8007" and you suddenly realize that the professor and some brown-nosing student next to you are WAY over your head and you can't find your way out with a compass and a map.
We've all been there... And its just as embarrassing in that moment to pull over and say "I don't understand." as it is to ask for directions because you are lost.
That brings us to being spiritually lost. A more complex topic for some but valid all the same. This one I think is easier to diagnose in other people. We are (as I am in the car) often blind to our "lostness" but for some reason everyone around you sees just how lost you are. You know what I'm talking about. A friend of yours had their mother cured from breast cancer, had three healthy children after infertility, and had a windfall career due to an in the middle of the night brain storm idea that pays off in millions but they still ask where God is in the world?
Your friend is "lost". He or she is right where God wants them to be and has given him/her an abundance of blessings and yet they still don't know how they got there or why. Their soul is conflicted and although everything seems to be going right, they still feel and uneasiness that makes them wish they had answers but they are also too scared to ask for directions.
I'm working on the sermon for Sunday and would appreciate any stories you have about being "lost". Physically, mentally, or spiritually. Funny or sad. Post them or email them. I'm looking at ways the sacraments help us to find direction even when we don't know we are lost.
Have a great week and safe travels. If you need directions, you know where to find me.
Until Everyone Hears,