Manassas, Virginia is a quilt of historic sites: one shade "train depot," one shade "battlefield," one shade "candy factory," and so on. What a fun pattern! Looking at the visitor's center map, I couldn't decided where to go in our limited preparation-day time—until I noticed Liberia, an antebellum plantation. "There," I announced authoritatively.
"There" was very difficult to find. The driving instructions were not clear! We drove up and down Liberia Avenue, and we only saw shops and apartment complexes. Frustration.
Finally, we turned down a side street. As we were driving, we saw a fleck of sunlight glinting off a brown sign. "There it is!" I pointed. I knew that historic sites are always marked with brown signs—and this one was nestled on the edge of a huge green space.
We parked at a nearby shopping center and walked closer. As we neared the sign, we could see that it marked a long driveway. At the end of the lane, we could just see a few of the faded bricks of Liberia. We never would have found it if we didn't know that we were looking for a brown sign. We have to recognize the signs, or they are meaningless.
One sign to guide our life is the scriptures. The prophet Nephi instructs us, "Wherefore, I said unto you, feast upon the words of Christ; for behold, the words of Christ will tell you all things what ye should do" (2 Nephi 32:3). The scriptures give us directions for our life . . .
. . . and they are written clearly enough for us to find the entrance.
No comments:
Post a Comment