Penn of Denn
I once was lost, but now I’m found. Not just the words of a great hymn, but a description of my trip to Toronto a couple of weeks ago. I had flown into Toronto and was heading to Buffalo, New York for a meeting and missed the exit for the QEW. I must have zigged when I should have zagged and by the time I noticed my mistake, I was enjoying a great view of the CN Tower on my left and Lake Ontario on my right. And there I was without a map or a clue, realizing just how much of a small town boy I really am. During my 60 km sight seeing tour of Toronto, there was more than once that I thought how much simpler it would be, if I had someone with me who knew the way.
I wonder how many of our friends are lost spiritually without a map and without a clue and more than anything, they desperately need someone who knows the way to come along and point them in the right direction. I was lost for an hour, without you they might be lost for an eternity. Have a great week and remember: To see what is really possible, you will have to attempt the impossible.