Misdirection

Summer. The show-stopper season. My favorite of all. Officially ended. Because school started today. And my first morning back at work went something like this.... "I'm sorry we don't have a folder for you at this table. Are you a facilitator?" "Yes," I replied. "Well, you're in the wrong place. You need to go over there." Confidently, the lady directed me to a different area. I went to the room that she indicated. A sign over the door said: FACILITATOR. Wow! I thought. The Student Service Facilitators (SSF's) in the county school system get to go to their own private room to pick up their workshop information for opening day. All six of us. And the remaining 1, 494 certified personnel are standing in two tremendously long lines. Waiting. To get theirs. Do you see anything wrong with this picture? I thought so. It took about fifteen minutes for me to figure out that this room had been designated for employees who were going to facilitate at these workshops. Not for the SSF's. I was in the wrong place. Again. So, then, I went to the line on the left. The longest. Slowest-moving line. Only to discover that because I failed to register on-line before school ended last year--what was I thinking?--I was still in the wrong line. And I still didn't know where to go. When I found the right line. The Registration Line. I did what I should have done three months ago. I registered. Then I got what I needed: Where to go. When. And what to do. And directions to get there. Have you ever had a morning like that? Or a day like that? You didn't know where you should go. When to be there. Or what to do. Sometimes, we get confused about the direction that we need to take because we don't accept the responsibility of following through on a project or an endeavor. At times, people who think that they know us and think that they know where we should go send us off in the wrong direction. God doesn't want us to be misdirected. He doesn't want us to feel like we're in the slow lane, going nowhere. He wants us to be like the psalmist and ask for direction. Show me Your ways, O LORD, teach me Your paths (Psalm 25). When we ask Him to show us His ways. His paths. The plans that He has for us. He does. He's faithful to direct us. Each step that we take. No matter how far away you are from where you really want to be. Is too far away for Him to bring you back. To bring you closer. His ways. His paths. His direction. Always take us to Him. Sweet dreams, Deb