A Path Laid Out for Us All

Okay, okay, so there is a path laid out for us all. What if I'm missing my cosmic signposts? I can't drive from Manhattan to Hoboken without a small detour through Connecticut! I'll be driving along, all attentive and hands at ten and three and before you know it, I've come out of a reverie about my favorite pair of pants in third grade (white palazzos with tossed giant numbers in primary colors) and I have no idea where I am. I avoid this by keeping my driving down to once a year, but what about My Path? How can I be sure that I'm staying on track? I need a GGPS (God's Global Positioning System), or a God-God, or better yet how about a Yah-way? Snort!

I am here to tell you that I do not understand what you are telling me. No, it makes no sense to me at all! I've checked under the sofa and next to the bookcase, but I cannot find the key. I wonder if other know where the key is? I seem to have hit a dead end here. The table and the Crock Pot! I have collected the table and the Crock Pot and await further enlightenment!