All of us are constantly going somewhere. Every day, from the moment we open our eyes we move…until either the day or our bodies give up.  Forever moving towards something, away from something or determined to find something.

Growing up we had maps for travel, and Mom was our navigator… and although we did end up in some more colorful places along the way, she did give us direction, while Dad always got us there. Actually, that could be an analogy for life, as much as it was a trip to go fishing…funny, how life works out like that. Dad had control and drove, Mom offered what she could and gave direction getting us there safe, and I road in the back, confident they had my best interests in mind, and we’d get to a great place. Yup…in life and in travel,  direction is a necessity.

Recently, life has been resetting my compass, making True North next to impossible to find. I’ve been hit with emotional, financial and physical concerns, as well as some for  souls I care about, and in a word…I’ve felt lost. There is nothing more debilitating than being unable to deal with what affects you the most and the hardest. Loosing direction, either spiritually or physically, changes life forever, and the hope is that it won’t last and we will get onto a new course as soon as possible.

As I laid in bed before work during all of this turmoil in my life, I thought of Mom and her maps and smiled. As if I was talking to her, I spoke out loud, causing my dog to look  in my direction. “Mom, no one uses paper maps anymore, and unless you have a wireless signal you can’t get the directions you need…most people just program their GPS and don’t even look where they are going.” That was when the dog licked my face, and I thought about what I had said…after all, it was obvious the dog knew where I was going with it.

GPS? The few times my oldest daughter used hers, she got lost and we laughed…really…an unseen power figuring out our journey, showing the way and telling us to follow and trust. Then it hit me,  I left my driver’s seat and went over to the passenger’s seat, realizing that was where God needed me to be most of the time anyway. Indeed, he is after all, the unseen power already knowing my journey, and asking me to trust the plotted direction.

So, seeing not the electronic device or the spiritual being, I concentrated on the three simple letters G – P – S, and it became so obvious. Waking up each day, instead of facing the coming hours in worry and fear, I just need to set my GPS and trust, taking each step the best I can and believe in myself. Having a Good Heart, Pure intentions and a Spiritual soul will always put me on the right road, and only the reality check of not having turned it on, will be when I am truly lost, because after all, there is only one true direction if our intentions are as they should be, getting all of us where we are  suppose to be in the end.