I didn't Follow the Map

Life doesn't come with a roadmap, so it's normal to feel lost sometimes. Even as a believer of Christ, I also feel lost along the way. It's like I'm holding a map and looking in all four directions, but I don't know which way to go. My initial reaction is to cry, as I feel like a little girl who has lost her mother in a store. Then, I try to figure out how I ended up in this place.

I wonder if it's because I stopped using my logical mind and started relying on my emotions. Maybe God gave me direction, but I was too distracted to hear, so I went the wrong way. Now we're on a road with no turnoffs, and we must face what's ahead because it's the only way to go. But we know that down this road, there will be heartache, bruises, disappointment, and uncertainty.

I'm writing this because I find myself in a difficult situation. I had a plan, but I chose to follow a path that I knew was not good for me. Despite God's guidance to take a different direction, I stubbornly ignored the signs and continued on my misguided path.

I am currently experiencing a state of confusion and uncertainty, which has left me feeling lost and disoriented. It seems as though I am struggling to find my bearings and I am unsure of which direction to take. These feelings are so overwhelming that I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of sadness and helplessness.

But I can't stay stuck. I have to pick up my map and listen for the right directions, so I don't end up back where I am.