When I was a little girl, I went through one of those mirror mazes that they have at carnivals and amusement parks. I do not recall where this one was at. Though this one was not child friendly and the experience I won’t forget. It had many mirrors, with many directions. My dad got just enough ahead of me, that I found myself surrounded, by images of myself. Distracted by all the mirrors. Every time I tried to move forward; I ran into another image of me. I felt like every turn was a trap and there was no moving forward. I cried out to my dad, in hopes he could find me, and save me. I remember his voice calm, as he yelled back to me, to follow his voice and that I was okay. He told me he would get me out. As I walked every which way, trying to follow his voice, he too, was coming back for me. Eventually I seen his image and I was able to be near him again. I was crying and I was scared. Although when I had saw my dad, I knew I was safe and that everything was going to be okay. Though I still do not like mirror mazes and do not understand why some people do; I won’t forget that moment. For it was one where fear had me, only making things worse. Though through the sound of my dad’s voice I knew that I was going to be okay. As I kept my eyes on him, as he led me out. Friend, life can be like that maze. So many ways to turn, so many distractions, sometimes leading us to a dead end. Our own selves tripping us up. Then when we listen to our Father’s voice and His direction, He guides us safely, to safety.  When we stay focused on Him, we are led in His safety. For it is always best to follow where our Father leads, in the maze of choices, called life. For we know the end will come and it is He, who will lead us safely home. He is always calling out to us, to follow Him. He is coming back my friend, are you following where He leads?

Erin Fitts-Brower

Luke 19:10

For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.”