I WAS LOST AND THEN FOUND
It was 7:30 and the convention had finished. The girls were going to stay back and play games with friends and my neice was good enough to set the car maps up for me to get back to the hotel. I knew my phone battery was very low but she thought there was plenty of battery to get me there.
2 minutes into the drive, my phone died. I had no navigation back to the hotel, and our hotel was at least 7 miles from the convention center.
I had gone a different way than the other days to drop off the girls and I panicked. Where was I supposed to go? I realized that I had 3 options. I could pull to the side of the road and cry, I could drive around until I could find a CVS store and buy a charger or I could ask the Lord for help.
Why not ask the Lord? I had lots of time and I wanted to see If I could turn to the Lord in an uncomfortable situation and rely on Him. I asked the Lord for help. Then, I could remember that when the map was up, there was a freeway entrance up ahead.
I had two options. Turn left, or turn right. Living in Utah I had no sense of direction in Atlanta, Georgia. I could remember that we were driving left to the convention center so I turned right. I worried as I drove down the freeway. Was I going the right direction. There was a merge to the left or exit. Neither sign looked familiar but I instinctively merged to the left.
Was I headed the right way? It seemed like I had driven for over 15 minutes and still had no idea. I prayed to the Lord again to show me the way. About 5 miles down the freeway, I saw a sign that said Buckhead. I was on the right road!
I jumped on that exit and remembered other times I had turned left and left again so I did that. Once again, I found myself on a road that wasn’t familiar. By now it was dark and doubt started to cloud my vision. What if I couldn’t find the hotel? It was even more scary not knowing the area I was in and if there was a store around if I had to fall back on a charger,
I remember thinking that I shouldnt worry, I couldn’t be far off. I thought to drive down a block and turn right so I did that. Up ahead, on the left was our hotel!
I thanked the Lord for helping me get through this moment of being lost. Once again He showed up to help me. The more I recognize that He is there for me in these small moments, the more I can see He’s aware of me all the time. He has me. I’m grateful that each of these small experiences that help me build a more confident relationship with the Lord. I look forward to the next one!
