The Unknown Road

I am a girl who likes to know where I am and where I’m going. There are few things that evoke more panic in me than being lost does (one of those things is being stuck in an elevator, naturally). Many years ago, when my cousin and I worked together in a suburb of Cincinnati and had flip phones and no GPS, I would constantly call her to give me directions—unlike me, she has an excellent sense of direction and always knows where she is. Most of the time, she knew where I was, too.

I was reminiscing about that GPS-less existence recently when I attended an event in Cincinnati. I had gone there after dropping the kids at my sister-in-law’s house just a few blocks away from mine, but I was picking them up at yet another sister-in-law’s house 20 minutes east of my own home. As I sat in my van getting ready to start the long drive to pick up my kids, I tried to decide which route to take.


Jenny Rapson
Jenny Rapson
Jenny is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor.

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