“Turn left here, then right at the next street, and then two blocks after that is Rosedale Street,” the smiling clerk said.

“Thank you,” Carrie and Debby mumbled as they walked away from the gas station. They still weren’t quite sure of the way though.

Carrie and Debby were cousins, and they were staying with their grandmother to help her get settled into her new apartment. But now they realized that they were not as familiar with this part of town as they had thought.

“Did he say to turn right after the next street, or after the next two blocks?” asked Carrie.

“I think we have to turn right at this intersection,” Debby replied as they neared the corner. “But this street doesn’t look very familiar to me either. Oh, how could we get lost just coming back from the grocery store? This bag is getting heavy, too. Would you mind carrying it for a while, Carrie?”

“No problem,” Carrie answered as she took the groceries, although she wasn’t as light-hearted as she tried to sound.

“I wish we’d asked Grandma to draw us a map before we left,” said Debby.

“Me, too,” agreed Carrie.

Finally the girls came to the street marked “Rosedale,” and after looking both directions, they shouted with relief as they spotted their grandmother’s apartment building. Excitedly they began to fun.

“My, what took you girls so long?” Grandma asked as they came in.

Sheepishly they told her about their getting lost on the way home.

“Well, I’m glad you asked for directions. If you had turned the wrong way, there are some dangerous streets you could have gone down.

“Hm, in a way this reminds me of one of my favorite verses,” Grandma continued.  “In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths, Proverbs 3:6.  You needed directions to my apartment just now, but we all need God’s direction all the time.”