My sister didn’t talk in sentences yet, so she was probably two or three years old. I was no older than five. When we went out to play, I was responsible for watching her. On this particular day, the two of us went for a walk. Very likely I didn’t have permission from my mother. I remember how sunny and beautiful the weather was and how much I enjoyed walking along the curbs in our little suburb.
Toddling along, holding my hand, she followed me faithfully through the neighborhood. The trees were all young and provided little shade. Before long, I was lost. I’d changed directions several times trying to find the way home. Sitting down on a curb, I began to weep.
Dutifully she sat down beside me, for a few moments, looking at me with pity in her eyes. She’d followed me all the way without straying, but in my state of woe, she refused to stay with me. She started to run away. I knew better than to go home without my sister. I tried to make her go my way, but she was determined to go her way, relegating me to the position of follower.
It wasn’t long before she led the two of us home, straight home, no stopping. She knew where it was. My little sister was not lost! Apparently, we were not gone as long as I’d thought, because we hadn’t been missed yet. My sweet sister, with her innate sense of direction, saved the day!
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Isaiah 11:6 (The Bible) – The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.
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I guess that would be one of his little children that He gave a good sense of direction for leadership. 🙂
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My husband has an almost perfect sense of direction, innately knows north, south. east, and west; but he doesn’t know left from right! I, on the other hand get lost easily, but I do know left from right! Does your sister still have that good sense of direction?
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Hi Paula! Absolutely, my sister still has a great sense of direction, and I still have none. Ha! Some things don’t change. 🙂 Blessings to you…
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I don’t have the best sense of direction but I can always find my home! It’s weird.
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You must have some sense of direction if you can find your way home. I have literally been sitting on the corner of the nearest intersection to my home and been confused about which way to turn. Now, this is bad. There must be a computer chip missing in my brain. Thanks for stopping by, Patricia. Blessings to you…
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Wonderful anecdote, Carol Ann.
Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for stopping by. I don’t remember many happenings in my childhood, but this I remember well, probably because I was scared. There two other incidents that formed permanent memories; both involved getting lost. Blessings…
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Sweet story. I’m glad she could lead you home.
I’m like you and have no sense of direction. I got lost in the apartment complex coming home from the first day of kindergarten. It is a terrifying feeling to be lost.
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Yes, it is terrifying to be lost. I still get confused while driving, and when I do, it makes me feel scared. Thanks you for stopping by and for your comment. Blessings to you, Janna…
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Love the story of you and your sister. It draws to mind the picture of the child assuming the adult role as our parents become older and need care. I imagine the picture of the adult child driving with the parent in the passenger and the arm goes across and out to protect the parent from a sudden stop much like we did when our children were young in the front seat.
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Thank you, Jeanne. You’ve made a valid comparison. Instead of my taking care of my little sister, she became the one to lead me to safety.
Had I not sat on the curb and cried, she might have been content to follow me in circles of confusion. When she saw my distress, she wanted her mommy, and she knew where to go, while I did not. What a blessing it was to get home!
I appreciate your observations. Blessings to you, Jeanne…
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sweet story. I am geographically challenged, and being much younger
i always followed.
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Thank you for stopping by and for your comment, Suzi. I like your way of putting it – geographically challenged. That’s what I am. Blessings to you…
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This says how we all have our individual gifts that make us who we are. Your sister, a good sense of direction (probably also very-level headed and observant?). You, a good sense of the lyrical and creative. Good blessings to have.
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Thank you, fivecats. I appreciate your visit and your comment. Yes, we all have our special talents. Blessings to you…
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wow! sometimes we can learn a lot from younger people – like this time.
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Yes, I agree. All I had to do was follow. I didn’t know she was going home, but I knew I had to have her with me before I could go home. Ha! I was her captive, fortunately. I thought she was lost, too. She led me home. Blessings to you, Trisha…
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What a beautiful story Carol Ann. I also have an awesome little sister. She did so many wonderful things for me when we were young that you’d have thought she was the big sister. (8 year difference)
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Thank you for your visit and your comment. What a great little sister you have! I have a younger brother whose a sweet blessing in my life. He was the youngest in the family, everybody’s baby. He grew up to be a wonderful person. I feel like you, that he is more like my big brother than my baby brother. Blessings to you, Elizabeth…
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Carol Ann, that’s a sweet story. I’m glad the two of you made it home safely. I get lost easily, too, so I understand how you must have felt that day.
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Thank you, Carol. I still get lost easily. Some things don’t change, I guess. Some people have an inborn compass. I don’t have one. We were both very young, but still I remember the frightfulness of being lost and the amazement when we arrived at home together. Blessings to you…
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How inspiring this post was. I read it even again – it gives me chills, Carol Ann. Just beautiful. I’ll bet your sister found this awesome as well. Blessings to you…
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I could tell some awesome stories about my sister. She had some amazing talents. We went camping once. We were adults then. My car broke down. She cut out the broken piece of hose and clamped it back together with part of a tin can or something. I stood and watched in disbelief! We made it home that way. Blessings to you, Bonnie…
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Interesting that one so young would already have that gift in operation! I am assured that you know your way Home, now.
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Thank you for stopping by, Patti. Thank you for your comment. We may not have been far from home on that day long ago. Once I get turned around, there is now hope of my getting back into alignment. I still have no sense of direction. Pitiful. Blessings to you, Patti…
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A sweet story of childhood and the innate wisdom of a small child.
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My sister continues to have that incredible sense of direction, and I, none. Thank you for stopping by and for your comment. Blessings to you, Marilyn…
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