Saturday, August 20, 2016
Jesus Knows the Way, I Know I Trust Jesus, and That's All I Need to Know
When I was in high school, I was in the FFA. In case you didn't know, that's Future Farmers of America. (Did you just chuckle?) Hey, it's a great program, even if you're not planning a future in farming. Annnnywaaay. I was blessed with the opportunity to go to the FFA national convention two years in Kansas City, Missouri. I want to give a quick shout out in memory of the late Mr. Mack Edwards. He was the FFA advisor, and he had a tremendous impact on my life.
The first year I went to the convention, I was super excited. It was my first time on a really long road trip. I had been to VA, DC and MD because I had brothers and sisters who lived up there, but this was the furthest I had flown from the coop. There are lots of things I can say about that trip and the experience, but for the purpose of this post, I want to focus on this.
I was thinking that to this day, I could not tell you how we got there. I mean I know the group of us was split between a van and Mr. Edwards' car. I remember what it was like riding cramped up in the back of that car listening to Mr. Edwards say "Dad dum this...Dad dum that". I remember the ride, but not the roads. I paid absolutely no attention to the highways we took or the turns we made. I guess I didn't concern myself on how to get to Kansas City.
In fact, when we were prepping for the trip, signing up and raising money, I never stopped for one moment to even ask Mr. Edwards if he knew how to get there. I can tell you the places we stopped and the sights we saw. I remember seeing Graceland and the Arch in St. Louis. I remember seeing the mighty Mississippi and touring a Kentucky horse farm. But I don't remember the route we took to get there. Now that I think about it, I guess I believed Mr. Edwards knew how to get there; I knew I trusted him; and that was all I needed to know. Which was a good thing because it allowed me focus on enjoying the trip.
Now as an adult I absolutely have to worry about those things when taking a trip. I now worry about the way to get there, what time we'll leave, what traffic will be like, and how much gas will cost. My daughters get to sit in the back and their only worry is "Are we there yet?". In some ways I envy them and that they can focus on nothing but enjoying the journey. Because they know I know the way, and they know they can trust me, and that's all they need to know.
Thinking about Mr. Edwards and that trip to Kansas City, I realize I need to trust God more on my journey through life. I have to admit that I sometimes get worried over the roads I will travel and the turns I will take. I get uptight when God doesn't show me the details of the route He has mapped out for me. I get anxious when I don't know where a road will lead or which turn to take. When instead I should be excited about the destination and enjoying the journey. I know I need to do a better job of living the words of Proverbs 3:5-6 which read "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths."
If this is something you need to work on too, then let's pray together. ...Lord build our trust so that we can leave the driving to You. We want to enjoy the ride. We want to get excited about the wonders of Your glory that we'll see along the way. Help us to get back the childlike faith we once had. Let not the cares of this life steal our joy as we travel to the next one. We know that You know the way, and we know that we can trust You, and that's all we need to know. In Jesus name. Amen.