I'm that friend that still gets lost even when she has a GPS. A few months ago, I visited New York City and decided to spend one afternoon exploring on my own. I put the address of a coffee shop in my phone's GPS, started walking...and then I had to take the subway. Cell phone service is apparently not a thing when you're underground, and within five minutes I was lost.
Fast forward to a few hours later and I had discovered a cool indie bookstore and explored several historic neighborhoods. I never ended up at that coffee shop like I intended, but I experienced so much more of the city when I abandoned my plan and opened myself up to what was around me.
Getting lost typically isn't celebrated in any part of life, especially not in college. We're here for degrees and direction, but then confusion and doubt and life happen. Then what? We have a choice. We can either fight for control or we can embrace the lostness and what it has to teach us.
My default response when my plans fail is to fight, to wrestle back control of my future and my life. But here's the funny thing about control: it doesn't exist. Every single part of who we are and what we do belongs to the Father. If we truly believe this, then we have to stop fighting for the illusion of control. And when we quit fighting and accept where we are, the Father is there.
Even when we are lost, we still have a purpose, and that purpose is Christ. All things are by Him and for Him, but He is a good, good Father who doesn't leave us on our own in this life. And He is still good and still present when you question your purpose, when you change your major, when a friendships ends, or when your plans for the future fall apart. When you find yourself lost, lift up your head to see Christ in your circumstances.
Friends, He promises that He is always with us and that He can use us right where we are (Philippians 2:13). We are so small compared to the Father, yet He cares so deeply for us (Psalm 8:3-5). My day of being lost in NYC opened my eyes to the beauty of forgoing my plans for something better. Sometimes it takes physical lostness to open our eyes to the simple fact that God and His world are so much bigger than we often think.
So let's practice the art of getting lost. Take a different route to work, walk in a new neighborhood, or go for a drive without a destination. Open yourself up to the vastness of the world and of our God, and lose yourself in all that He has to offer.
wanderer, reader, feeler