Hello. My name is Verna Davis. Soon, if you keep reading and looking for this little column, you will learn lots of things about me. But in the meantime, I’ll give you the condensed version of my life.
I grew up in Terre Haute, went to college in central Illinois, married a pastor who took me to churches in Southern Illinois, Nebraska, Kansas, and too many places in Indiana to mention here. We have two children and four grandchildren. We have had several teenagers live with us for extended periods of time. In other words, I have a few years on me!
But the most important thing you need to know is this: Not only am I new to the Brazil Times, I’m new to Clay County. That means you have to be patient with me. Because the other thing you need to know about me is that most of the time, I have no idea where I am. Oh, sure, I can write grammatically correct, speak boldly about Jesus, teach truths from the Bible. I can do all these things for two reasons: I have been trained to write, speak, and teach. And I believe that Philippians 4:13 is absolutely true: “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.”
However, I must have dozed off during the lessons of determining directions. Trust me when I tell you that I can’t navigate my way out of a paper bag.
Not long ago a couple of fellow quilters and I took a daytrip through Gibson county to see all the beautiful quilt blocks painted on the sides of barns and business buildings. I, with no sense of direction, was driving. One friend was in the fount seat with a map and another friend was in the back seat having a running dialog with Google maps. Both were “helping” me with directions. “Turn south in a tenth of a mile.” “Now go east till just past county road 680 and take a sharp turn to the north.” “We need to backtrack till we are going west/northwest.” Finally, I stopped the car and said, “I have no idea which way is north or south. Where is the Mason Dixon line? I can’t tell my east from my west, and thank God He has driven my sins as far away as the east is from the west. Just tell me to go left or right or forward or backward.” We had a good laugh, they adjust their instructions, and we managed to navigate the quilt blocks and find our way home. And I didn’t have to worry about finding my way out of that particular paper bag.
Directions. Maps. Helpful friends. Points on the compass. All tools we use to help us navigate our way. But the truest, most trustworthy navigational tool I know is God’s Word. The Bible has instructions for us if we lose our way, encouragement for us when we are on our way, hope for us to find our way. Jesus said in John 14:6, “I am the way and the truth and the life. no one comes to the Father except through me.”
I don’t know about you, but I think that is all the direction I need. Enjoy your journey.