I got lost last night. We were looking for the sign, but didn’t see it.
So we turned.
We went down a wrong road for a short while, until recognized it was in fact a wrong road, and the sign we were looking for wasn’t coming. So we turned around and retraced our steps. And instead of turning, this time we went straight, along the road we started out on.
The sign was right there,
just a little further ahead.
We just had to keep going straight all along after all.
And besides for getting home at a decent hour, I got a little lesson to share with you.
Edit: I guess some people didn’t fully grasp my metaphor. I hate explaining them, it’s like explaining a joke and it loses its “Aha!” But for the sake of being understood, here’s what I meant:
Sometimes in life you’re looking for a sign, signal, that this is where you’re supposed to be going.
Or you know where you’re headed, you just can’t find the sign or the right path.
So we veer of course trying to “find the sign” that will indicate to move foward,
and then we see the sign isn’t coming, so we retrace our steps, get back on the original path and go down a bit
and the sign comes.
You should have just continued straight all along.
You just gotta hold out a little longer and have a little faith.