Life doesn’t always go as planned.

The road you thought you’d take? It disappears.

The certainty you once had? It unravels.

And suddenly, you’re here—

somewhere you never expected to be.

Out in the unknown, we feel untethered.

Like a boat without an anchor,

like a signal fading into static.

We scramble for clarity, for direction,

for something—anything—to hold onto.

Still, what if this is where grace finds us?

Not in the certainty, but in the searching.

Not in having all the answers, but in learning to sit with the questions.

What if God isn’t waiting for us to figure it all out—

but is already here, in the middle of the wilderness?

Transformation often begins in the wandering.

Because lost is not the end of the story.

Lost is how the sheep is found,

how the son comes home,

how something new is born.

Lost strips away the illusions,

tears at the stories we tell ourselves.

And maybe—just maybe—

this is grace.

Not a way back to where we were,

but a way into something new—

something we can’t yet name,

something that only comes

through being lost.

#ANPC #ABDLent