When I am traveling, I rely heavily on Mapquest.com and Google Maps. In this advanced technological age, I no longer have to rely on unclear, difficult directions. It is hard enough to put aside my pride in order to ask a local gas station attendant for assistance. When my request is followed by a string of incoherent references to randomly numbered roads, counted traffic lights, and McDonald’s locations, I tend to get a little frustrated. When I find myself lost, I simply improvise my course and plot my own path. Like my ancestors, I use the position of the sun and the growth of moss on trees to assist my inborn sense of direction. I repeat the phrase “Never Eat Soggy Waffles” to myself in order to determine my route. In these cases, I find myself gone astray and overcome with fear. In downtown Rochester Hills, I once came upon a street aptly named “Diversion”.
Mankind needs direction. We are too imperfect and we are basically not equipped to navigate life without God’s help. However, this doesn’t stop us from trying. Most of us, even those who have given our lives to God as Christians, decide we are able to call the shots. We decide that we know our limits. We think we know how many drinks is enough, how close we can be physically, and what defines gossip. Jesus is “the way, the truth, and the life”. Jesus should define our limits and direction.
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