So, have you ever been lost? I mean flat out, turned around, no clue, GPS wouldn’t help lost.
I remember driving from Great Bend, Ks, to some secluded mountain park in Colorado that I couldn’t get you to today if you paid me a million dollars. I was an early grade schooler with the family at an annual family reunion.
At some point in the afternoon the kids were getting hungry and restless, but dinner was still a couple hours away. That’s when my step dad and uncle decided to take the kiddos on a little mountain hike.
You know, something just long enough to distract the kids and be back in time for the big ol’ potluck.
It was fun at first, and as a kiddo, I wasn’t keeping track of time, but even a mildly ADD child like myself could tell we’d been out there too long.
So, I started paying attention to some details before I made the discovery:
Step dad and uncle kept having us rest while they stepped aside for a ‘whispered’ argument
Uncle took off his T-shirt and started tearing strips off and tying them to trees
The look of terror on their faces when we kept finding those pieces of his shirt
It all lead to my conclusive discovery: there was no denying it, we were lost!