The other day, as I was driving to work, and using the time to contemplate the mysteries of the rosary, I looked up and saw a jeep that had the tire cover with the statement: “Not all who wander are lost.” It immediately made me chuckle as my husband always takes different routes in driving than I do. He never is truly lost. He just goes a different way than me.
I began to think about why this bothers me sometimes and I get into backseat driving mode, telling him how to drive and where to go. Sometimes I’m unable to let it go and just enjoy the ride. That is when I need to allow myself the space to wander. I am less likely to be on edge in control versus when I’m tightly wound up.
There’s a difference between being lost and wandering. Wandering is creating the space for awe and possibility. I think the Spirit is telling me I need a little wandering in my life right now.
Not all those who wander are lost.
Thank you, Lord, for teaching the value of wandering.
Smitten With Goodness 