Too Lost to Ask For Directions

They circled round, they were quite lost,

They didn’t know the way.

I tried to ask if I could help,

But they just sped away.

I started to go after them,

Offer a helping hand,

But, before I raced down the road,

You helped me understand

Sometimes the lost choose to be lost

And I must let them go.

I cannot give directions to

Those who don’t want to know.

But I can be there when they stop

And realize they’re lost,

To help them find their way back home

Down all the roads they’ve crossed.

Luke 15: 31

 32 But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’”