The middle-aged, directonally-challenged Realtor hopped in her white Buick Century and typed in the address to her destination. Her client, a wealthy young woman with kids in tow, followed her with her silver Lexus to the first home tour. The two-story brick home surrounded by lush landscaping stood tall on a corner lot. Inside, the potential buyer admired the cathedral ceilings, multiple fireplaces, a catwalk, four bedrooms and three-and-a-half baths, a spacious kitchen with oak cabinets. She loved it, but still wanted to see the next home.
As the two parties piled into their respective vehicles once again, the Realtor keyed in the second address also located in the same subdivision. They rolled away from the curb and wound their way through the many turns and twists that only subdivisions offer. The real estate agent felt her face flush as the house they had just toured came back into view. She checked the address in her GPS and found she had, indeed, keyed it in correctly, but her GPS continued to direct her toward that first home.
"Turn right on ... " the friendly voice from her gadget directed. And before she could blink, the GPS spoke again, "You have reached your destination."
Apparently the second home was located right around the corner from the first. Her GPS somehow decided the best route was the scenic route.
Okay, yes. That Realtor was me. I am so bad with directions that I become fully dependent on technology or back seat drivers. My husband tells me that there is only a 50/50 chance of turning the wrong way. Unless you are me. Then it increases to 100 percent.
I often picture God looking down at me and shaking his head with a smile when I, once again, turn the wrong direction or do something else that makes me want to hide in a hole for a few thousand years. I've told people "I know God has a sense of humor, because if He didn't, he wouldn't have created me."
But in reality, I know that God is right there beside me in those times. I choose to believe that in my weakness and embarrassing moments, God's grace is sufficient. I am sure He uses those moments for his glory. I just kind of wish He would reveal what He does with those "duh moments" a little more often so it would make me feel a bit better.
2 Corinthians 12:9
"But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me."
Never a Duh Moment
Sometimes I feel like I am in God's way. For example, if I forget an appointment or miss a deadline. Or when I place great expectations on myself and fall short. Or when I get lost because my sense of direction falters 98 percent of the time.