Clear Directions

We got a phone call last night.

Our older daughter was in the midst of a storm.

Actually, it was severe weather that she got caught in on her way to Wichita.

She has been through many storms and never called, so we were thankful for this call.

My husband turned on the television to find the radar of what the weather was doing where she was. She wondered if she was driving right into it and should stop or just keep pressing through until she drove out of it.

Storms are scary. Hydroplaning is scarier. The darkness hovers and the winds and  torrential rain and hail do their damage and everything seems worse when we are alone.

Steve gave her a play-by-play according to what he was hearing from the weatherman. He advised her to keep going, since she was about fifteen minutes from her destination and asked her to call us when she got there.

Just three weeks ago we were in a similar situation. It was a quick family road trip to Georgia. This time, our younger daughter was driving, when we suddenly found ourselves in the midst of blinding rain and pitch black skies. Steve was in the passenger seat. The next fact varies, depending on who you hear the story from. The girls said that Steve yelled. (He didn’t). He gave firm instructions point by point, lane by lane to guide Jenna through.  We were about 4 hours from our destination and it was 9:00 p.m. We decided to exit, get a hotel and sleep through the storm rather than drive through it.

I remember thinking how much easier it is to guide our daughter through the storm when she was in the car with us. The challenge is, as children become adults, not only are they  not in the same car, they are sometimes in a different lane or on a different highway altogether. They may not call and we may not know the conditions or the particulars of the storms they are traveling through. Every parent who is in the ‘releasing’ stage of parenting, knows the feeling of  no longer being able to chart their course or help them navigate their way.

Before, I lament the fact that my adult daughters do not check in for directions, advice, or road conditions, I am reminded of my journey with my Father. Do I consult Him before I make plans or set out on my way? Do I call on Him in the midst of the storms or do I white knuckle it, figuring I can do it myself? My husband had the facts from Doplar radar to depend on. My Heavenly Father has a much bigger view, more precise knowledge of the conditions and the complete picture. He knows exactly what I’m traveling through! The real question is, am I in the same vehicle, listening to His voice, trusting Him to guide me point by point and lane by lane?

We will always have storms in life. The key is how we navigate through them.

Depending on Clear Directions With You,


About debbierivers

I love to share what I can whenever I can. My goal is to live simply and love lavishly. I enjoy inspiring others with my writing. I am married to Steve and am the mother to two beautiful daughters, Hannah and Jenna, and grandmother to Kinsley. My desire is to encourage and to bless others through my life and my words.
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1 Response to Clear Directions

  1. DeeDee Ballentine says:

    I’m right there, envisioning every stormy point you made from your life, in mine. Very Touching.
    Another reminder of how to let go (of grown children) and let God (develop the Big Picture), in their lives and mine.
    Blessings dear sister!

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