Lost

Yesterday we had a package to deliver to a friend in Oradea, Romania.  He gave us his address so we could use our GPS to find him.  We had been to his church before, but decided that since we had been riding with someone else when we were there, using the GPS would make sure we made it.

We had no problem along the way and punched in the address right after we crossed the border into Romania.  As we got closer to our destination, it seemed to the both of us that the GPS instructions were different than the way we remembered, so we took the road we both thought was right. The church wasn't there.  Oh well.  We once again turned to the GPS and followed its instructions, only to have it lead us around in a circle and not to where we needed to go.  We stopped on a side street, got out a map of Oradea, but couldn't find the right street on it.  A nice gentleman who spoke Hungarian stopped to help us.  He looked at the address, put it into the GPS for us and said to turn around and the GPS would lead us to the church.  Two kilometers later, we still were not at the church.  We returned to the turn-off we "remembered" and just drove around, looking for something familiar.  That didn't work, either.

We stopped in a parking lot and again asked the Lord what to do.  Mike decided to try to find someone else who could help us, and found a man in a store who spoke English.  This man not only told him how to find the church, but printed out a Map Quest map for him.  Following those instructions, we found the church and delivered our package.  We were almost two hours later than we said we would be, but we finally made it!

We learned some things in this adventure.  Next time we will be sure we have a telephone number we can call.  We will also not rely on our own memories or the GPS alone.  We do thank God that he is good and gracious and that he helped us.