I’m a long-time country-western music fan. I like the twang of the steel guitar in the older music, and the drums in the new music. I like the tempo and I like the messages in the songs…well, some songs. Some are downright funny and some are sadly speaking of lost souls, although not everyone can look at the lyrics that way.
I remember one old song called “Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places.” The singer laments about searching for love in so many faces…
I think about how many are searching for love, not really knowing what they are searching for. Humans need to be loved and accepted. We might flounder around trying to be lovable, laughing at ourselves to avoid being laughed at; grasping onto instant gratification only to find it wasn’t love at all. We are lonely souls seeking a connection, wanting someone to see past our outer shell and recognize us and love us for what is inside. I’ve been there. It’s a very discouraging place to be.
I found the love I was looking for in a place I hadn’t been looking. In God’s promise. In my heart. I opened the door and Jesus walked in. He loved me, accepted me, understood me. Since that day, I’ve never been alone. He walks beside me in the rough times, laughs with me at the happy times, rejoices with me, cries with me, and holds me when I need comfort.
I have the perfect GPS. It’s my Bible. When I seek a direction for my life, I find the answer by reading scripture and praying. God never lets me down. Oh, he may not answer me right away, and sometimes I’m not really listening! But He’s there with me, gently guiding and loving me.
I’m so thankful that I finally looked for love in the right place!