Make your ways known to me, Lord;
teach me your paths.
Psalm 25:4 (CSB)
I went walking last week around a lake in Nashville, and because I was feeling particularly inspired by the cooler weather, I followed a new sign I had never seen to a path I had never walked. I looked at a map before heading out, even took a picture of it with my phone. I’m prone to getting lost — it’s practically a spiritual gift of mine — so I know better than to just jump off the road and onto a path without a map of some sort.
My earbuds in, I walked on the dirt path for ten to fifteen minutes . . . thinking, praying, processing. Two particular situations were on my mind. Neither had a clear right or wrong answer to me — both were opportunities that may be worth taking. I was worried, though, that I was going to miss what God had for me. “Just show me, Lord,” I said, “and I’ll do what You want. I just don’t know where either of these are going.”
I looked down and realized I didn’t know where I was, which was true in lots of areas of my life. A little lost, a little sure I was wrong, a little concerned that I was missing the right thing. I also thought I may be lost in these woods. In a blink, God stamped a statement onto my heart: Trust the path. I looked at my feet, at the path, and remembered the path would take me back to the road eventually. I had seen it on the map.
Trust the path. I knew God didn’t just mean the one at the lake. He meant the questions in my heart. I don’t have to know where things are going, I don’t have to know the destination, I just have to trust the path. So I’m choosing, in my life and in my walk around the lake, to trust the next step. To trust that the path I’m on is going somewhere and wherever that is, God knows.
This message was written by Annie F. Downs and appears in A Moment to Breathe, a 365-day devotional from the (in)courage community.