I blogged a few weeks ago about my effort to try Waco’s bus system. As it turned out, I didn’t get to ride the bus that morning. The route I was expecting, it turns out, doesn’t start as early on Saturday as I needed it to.
I had called and asked if the busses ran early on Saturday, and was told they start one hour later than on weekdays. from the miminal information available on the website, that was good enough.
It turns out, however, that the operator didn’t answer the real question I had, because I didn’t ask the right question. Had I asked if the No. 8 bus would be able to pick me up at 7 am, she would have nkown to tell me that the No. 8 wouldn’t be available until 8. I didn’t ask the right question, so how could I expect the right answer?
This reminds me of a time a couple of years ago that we were driving to a football game in another city. My daughter was driving separately with some friends. She called me not long to ask for help finding the stadium. I asked her where she was.
“At McDonald’s,” was the answer I got.
In a city with at least half a dozen Mickey-D’s, this information didn’t help at all. I needed a street name, and preferably a cross-street.
Thomas said to Jesus, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” (John 14:5)
My two expereinces above remind me that in order to know the way to the place we are going, it is essential to know where we are now. This is true geographically as well as spiritually.
Thomas was unsure of the way, and he was standing in the presence of Jesus. How much moreso those of us who feel so very far removed from Jesus!
To figure out where you want to go, you’ve got to be able to identify where you are. For help, you’ve got to be able to ask the right questions.