“Get There From
Here” is a slogan often given by advertisement agencies. However, while traveling this past week I
found myself saying, “Can’t Get There From Here.” Honestly! We couldn’t. We had left our motel to fulfill one of the
items I had on my “bucket list” of things to do and was attempting to return to
the motel. However, there was a special
football game in town at the Cardinal Stadium. The stadium just happened to be within a block of our motel, and our return to the motel was at
the same time the game was getting ready to start. In order to accommodate the participates, (appeared to be the whole town and more) all
nearby streets were either blocked or closed.
Every time we attempted a turn we were redirected the opposite direction
onto a nearby street. We even tried
returning to the interstate and going toward our street in a different
direction. There was just no way to get
there!
Actually getting back on the interstate was the worse possible thing we could have done. We were left with only the option of staying on the interstate headed toward Indiana. If we exited to head back toward Louisville, KY we would end up in the lane of traffic backed up for miles trying to get to the game. Staying where we were resulted in miles of unforeseen construction. Finally, out of construction, we took the nearest exit announcing "places to eat."
Where were we? At this point, it didn't really matter. We were hungry, ready to eat, and wait patiently for the traffic to clear. Embarrassed but laughing, we asked the waitress, "What town are we in?" As it turned out we were in Clarksville, IN about twelve to fifteen miles away. The next funniest thing about the situation was the fact that we got to actually watch the game on the television screen from our restaurant seats and then select the right moment to hit the road.
Actually getting back on the interstate was the worse possible thing we could have done. We were left with only the option of staying on the interstate headed toward Indiana. If we exited to head back toward Louisville, KY we would end up in the lane of traffic backed up for miles trying to get to the game. Staying where we were resulted in miles of unforeseen construction. Finally, out of construction, we took the nearest exit announcing "places to eat."
Where were we? At this point, it didn't really matter. We were hungry, ready to eat, and wait patiently for the traffic to clear. Embarrassed but laughing, we asked the waitress, "What town are we in?" As it turned out we were in Clarksville, IN about twelve to fifteen miles away. The next funniest thing about the situation was the fact that we got to actually watch the game on the television screen from our restaurant seats and then select the right moment to hit the road.
Are you lost and “Can’t Get There From Here?” If so, it may be time to “Let Go and Let God.” Psalm 23 tells us, “The Lord is my shepherd…He restoreth my
soul…He leadeth me…”
When we find
ourselves on a street that doesn’t go anywhere, we can cry out to God. Psalm 142, "I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the
Lord did I make my supplication. I
poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.”
Sometimes, we
have to stop and let the red light turn green.
Then, as in our case, when our second attempt at reaching our motel
turned into a calm success, we can rejoice as quoted in Psalm 66, “Make a
joyful noise unto God, all ye land.”
I much prefer the
slogan “Get There From Here With God’s Help!”
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