I'm going to take this one literally. Yes!! This past summer when we went to see Brett's brother Pat and his wife Eloise. We had no trouble getting to their house. The trouble was when we went to Six Flags. We got to Six Flags fine from their house. The adventure began on the return trip back to Pat's house. We spent about an hour driving in a circle. We actually ended up back at Six Flags after an hour!!! Finally, we stopped at a convenience store and bought a map and found our way back. The return trip probably took 2 to 2 1/2 hours. In Brett's defense, his brother didn't give us very clear directions. Funny thing is we had a blast ~ we laughed so much!!
I can't think of a time when I've literally been lost. My parents have lost me, and I've not been able to find a car, but I've always known where I was. Except...Almost three years ago, I lost myself. I hit what I call rock bottom in a battle with depression. I just snapped one day after a huge anxiety attack, and I got lost. I cried for hours at a time for no apparent reason. I stayed in bed for days. My children would just crawl in bed beside me, hug me and say, "I'm sorry you're so sad, Mommy."I was lost. I had no idea what happened to the funny, care-free, independent girl that used to be me. It was one of the scariest times of my life because I didn't know why this was happening, and I didn't know when I would find myself again. I remember just standing in the shower, sobbing, repeating the same prayer to God over and over again, "Help me. Help me. Please help me, God." For a long time I felt like God didn't want me to get better. I knew he was listening, but I didn't understand why it was taking him so long to fix me. Now I know that God allowed me to go through it until I was completely at his mercy. I had nowhere else to go. I had to admit to him that I could do NOTHING. I was LOST. God answered my prayer by sending me to a Christian doctor who was able to give me the right medication to help balance the chemicals in body that had gotten so mixed up. It wasn't a quick fix. It took several months before I felt "normal" again. I still take medication, and I still have days where I just feel blah. But they are NOTHING like those days I had three years ago. God helped me find myself again. I am totally dependent on HIM. I know that now. So in a way, I am thankful that I was temporarily lost because it made me realize just how much I NEED God in my life. HE IS SO AWESOME!!!~Amy Hayes
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