lost in familiar territory

This past weekend I went home again, for an excursion with Elder Yack and his friends from BYU.  I was supposed to go to Provo with them Sunday, but things did not work out as planned. I was going to leave Monday morning instead.  Therefore, Sunday afternoon I lied down for a light snooze.  

Soon into my nap, my mom ran down the stairs.  She said that I had to leave as soon as I could gather my stuff because the t.v. was showing warnings for a huge snow storm coming in overnight and there was a huge chance that if I didn't leave then I probably wouldn't make it back in time for my finals Tuesday.

Upset, for no particular reason, with help from mom, we loaded up my car and I was pulling out of town within the hour.

I was worried that as I was coming down Parley's canyon the sun would be blinding as it was setting.  My mom told me not to worry.  

As I drove, it got dark quickly.  The sky was overcast and the moon and stars could not be seen.  It was completely dark.  Only the light of my headlights provided direction along with windy road

At times I though I was lost, however I did not leave the familiar rode.  I could not see the trees or other noticable land marks.  I just kept on going.  

Relief filled my heart as I pulled into Heber.  Street lights lined the highway, housed dotted the curbs, and stores where bustling with people.

As I continued to ponder my experience, I think it is much like life.  

When we came to earth we were abruptly put here.  We might get scared of the challenges we may face along the way.  As darkness may fill the world around us, the Gospel of Jesus Christ may be our only light.  As we look around, the territory may seem unfamiliar but we have been given the tools to make it through. Imagine the day when we get to pull into our eternal city, our eternal home.