Recalculating...

Have you seen the Allstate Mayhem commercials? They are very clever, and we're beginning to think maybe that guy is in Missy's liver somewhere.

Missy and I have GPS navigation apps on our phones. We love them. We would be lost without them...literally. Missy's dad had a GPS unit for his car. He used to go a different direction on purpose just to confuse the system. It was funny to hear him talk to the box and get a sincere pleasure of hearing the word "recalculating...". Sometimes, it seemed like his goal was to get the box to give up. He did succeed a few times. Then he would have to talk nicely to it so we could get to where we were supposed to be.

Guys won't stop and ask for directions. Women know this, and that is why I truly believe that a woman came up with the idea for GPS navigation. Guys will listen to a little box or phone app telling us where to go. Okay, sometimes we think we know a better way, a shortcut, but we promised never to talk about that trip ever again.

The "recalculating" theme has been running through my mind a lot today, especially with all that is going on with Missy's transplant situation. We follow the directions we've been given for a while, and then all of a sudden, we're in the middle of nowhere.

Recalculating...

Then we take off in the new direction until we're lost again.

Recalculating...

It's not like we are going off-road or taking detours. We are following the directions that are given to us. I don't think we are getting ahead of things either. We just start getting comfortable, having a vague idea of what is around the next corner and getting prepared for it. But once we get around the corner, the bridge is out.

Recalculating...

So off we go in another direction God knows where...

But there's the key...God knows where. God, the Creator of the universe, the Designer of the liver is in complete control. He hasn't fallen asleep. He isn't watching the ball game (Have you seen the Rangers play lately?). He knows what is going on, what's around the next corner, where the next corner even is. Where will he lead us? We have an idea where the final destination is, but the route? We don't have a clue...only God knows where...Remember, nobody protects you from mayhem like God.