So here we go, the first part of four blogs where I will talk about things that I personally learned from the youth retreat that I attended, as well as events surrounding it.
Today I want to talk about being lost. Are you, or have you ever been, spiritually lost? Like that feeling where “God” is just a word that exists only in your vocabulary and not your life. Like that feeling where it is just so hard to believe in him because of all the strife. Like that feeling where you are your own person, because there is no heavenly father to call you son (or daughter). If so, I pray that this post will speak to you personally.
So here we go…
We headed out on Friday afternoon for what was supposed to be an hour and half bus ride. Suffering slightly from sleep depravity I fell asleep for the first hour of the bus ride. When I woke up we were still on the Highway and about 20 minutes later we pulled off onto an exit and reached a fork in the road. The bus driver thought that we had to turn instead of driving straight. We thought that we were getting really close to the Lodge because we were driving by lots of wooden residences and we were ecstatic!! 5 minutes later we no longer saw any residences and the thoughts running through my mind were, ” I think we are on the right track. I mean it’s a lodge, so it would be further away from all the other residences… right? Wait, there is no longer any lights around on this road… Did I just see a Yeti?…” OK maybe not that last part, but you get the point… WE. WERE. LOST. It actually took a wooden gate blocking the road for the bus driver to realize this fact. After much looking at the GPS on someone’s smartphone (don’t you just love technology?!?!?) we figured out where we went wrong.
Turning back was not easy, we were in a big bus and we were on a narrow road, but eventually we were turned completely around and on our way again. At the fork in the road we went in the right direction. Once we arrived I was taken over by a wave of familiarity and memories flooded back. You see this particular lodge that we went to, I haven’t been to since 6 years ago and at that time I was one of the youth. Now that we return to this place, a few of the people from the other youthgroups and I return as leaders of our perspective youthgroups. It was also six years ago at this very location that I had an intimate encounter with God and I broke down during one of the worship sessions. Upon arriving, I knew this was definitely the right place to be at.
So for those of you struggling and feeling lost, I want to encourage you with this thought. Imagine that bus that my youthgroup was on was you. You travel on the road of life in search of the place that God is at. You arrive at a fork in the road and you choose to go in the direction that doesn’t lead to God (whether this be by accident or intentional you are still on the wrong road). God still gives you signs that you need to turn around. You may see other people building residences along this road, but they are sparse. Soon enough you come to a point where there are no people around, just wilderness. And finally, you hit that wooden fence. You see this fence is not a dead end, you could keep going on past it, but it would keep leading you further and further away form God; therefore this fence is a point of decision, keep going or turn around. What will you choose?
Turning around isn’t easy… You are a big bus on a narrow road and it may take a while before you are fully turned 180 degrees around. Then it’s the slow process of getting back to where there is life again (the occupied residences) and then fully back onto the path that leads to God. When you get to where God is, you will know it is the right place, because at sometime in your life you have been to a similar place and have gotten this feeling of God’s presence. Question is, are you wiling to turn around?