Detour

"Uh oh!" said Mom. "That sign says, 'Detour--straight ahead.' We can't make our turn onto the freeway. The ramp is closed for repairs."

"But we have to get on it somehow, don't we?" asked Maggie.

"We'll get there if we follow the orange detour signs," said Mom. "See if you can find the next one."

After they drove a couple of blocks, Maggie pointed. "There's a sign," she said. "It says to turn right--but we'd have to turn left to go in the direction of the freeway. Someone must have switched the signs!"

"Let's just do what the signs say," said Mom, turning to the right. The next sign also said to go right, and the next said to go right again.

"We're going in circles," said Maggie. "This can't be right!"

"Look ahead," said Mom. "This road leads onto the freeway. The signs were correct even though they seemed wrong." She turned onto the ramp. "You know what? Someone has given us directions for our lives too, and we have to trust that His directions are right--even if they sometimes