This summer each of our children received some money from their grandparents, to spend as they choose. For the past few days, the youngest has been asking–very earnestly :)—to be taken to the store to buy some Legos (more Legos, that is). Today, Daddy agreed to take him and so they’re on their way. I didn’t go with them, but I have to imagine that their in-car conversation is about the amazing structures that Little Man is going to build, or perhaps the French fries he’d like to get on the way home. Maybe he’s telling Daddy about his day. Or he might be asking Daddy whether Legos existed when he was growing up.
I’m pretty confident that my son is not asking whether Daddy knows the way to the toy store. Or how an internal combustion engine works. He’s probably not checking to make sure that Daddy uses the turn signal, or pointing out cars that might be about to enter their lane. He knows that Daddy knows the way, because he’s seen Daddy drive there before. I’m pretty sure he’s just enjoying the ride.
You know where I’m going with this, don’t you? 😀 Our Lord knows the way! He made the way. HE IS THE WAY! He’s not alarmed or dismayed by potholes or roadblocks. He sees it all coming and He has a plan for where is taking us. We have a capable pilot in command, and a tank full of gas. We need only trust Him, and enjoy the ride.
How would life be different if we truly believed that God knows the way?