My Compass

While walking on the treadmill this morning, a thought occurred to me. (That is one great thing about the treadmill, it keeps my thoughts and my walk on track.)

So many days I walk through life as I see best. I charge straight ahead without much thought, only to realize later that I'd strayed off my path.

It is like walking in a field or the woods, or some other unfamiliar place. I could look at a compass and set out walking north. If I walked along and later checked the compass, I would probably find that I had veered off my original course, even though I thought I'd walked straight ahead. The next time I consulated the compass, I would probably find that I had done the same thing again, even though I'd made a conscience effort to stay on the path. I'd be leaving a zig-zag trail.

That is how I see my walk through life. Check my compass. Set out walking. Check my compass. Correct my walk. Move ahead. Check my compass. Correct my walk. Move ahead...etc.

That compass in life is God.

If I spend time reading my Bible and praying before I start my day, I have to spend a lot less time redirecting my path that day. My day has direction. It is not a straight path we walk in life. Don't get me wrong, our focus should always be straight ahead; however, we all fail.

My prayer is that all the zigs and zags in my daily walk would always keep me moving toward the Lord. The only one that never fails.