I'm driving to see First Man starring Ryan Gosling as Neil Armstrong. I’ve checked the route on Google maps and think I have it nailed down. Big problem. Several of Perth's streets along the route aren’t marked.
As I quickly pass into unfamiliar territory my rage against Perth's casual treatment of signage hits the red zone. After so many years of unrepentant cursing, it’s hard for me to curb my tongue.
Just when I know I'm hopelessly lost, heading for the freeway, and will probably miss the movie opening I notice I'm on the right road after all. It takes me a moment to realize this can’t possibly be happening. I'm not even traveling in the right direction.
But sure enough, I get to the theater in plenty of time to relive memories of the Apollo space program start to finish. Somewhere along the way, I recall a little prayer to the Holy Spirit to guide me. And even after the eruption of expletives, I'd managed to utter a quick prayer for forgiveness.
I don’t know how else to explain it. God can work around space and time to get us where we need to go. Hey, it worked for Neil Armstrong.
But, beloved, do not forget this one thing, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some count slackness, but is long-suffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. 2 Peter: 3 8-9
I will go before you and make the rough places smooth; I will shatter the doors of bronze and cut through their iron bars. Isaiah 45: 2
Love and blessings,
photo: (iron ore deposit, Pilbara. West Australia)