Faith Words: Lost
Have you ever had that dream where you’re lost and can’t find your way? You know you have a home, a place of refuge but you just can’t find it? That’s how I’ve been feeling lately, even when awake. It’s like someone changed all the signs, the paths. Nothing’s familiar. I know I have a place of refuge but where is it? I look for home where I used to find it but it’s not there anymore. What I counted on for peace and security has vanished in the fog that surrounds me. This is not the feeling of being spiritually lost. I know I’m saved by the blood of Jesus and the grace of God. This is something different. More like being dropped in a foreign land and trying to find the road back home with no map and no sense of direction. I understand how frightened the apostles were as they crossed the sea in the storm. They knew where the shore was but they couldn’t see it. They could only see the storm around them. Asking why doesn’t help. Now I ask how. How do I get through the fog, the storm