Charted

What is Charted?

Like a master surveyor, Jesus gives us clear directions to find a fulfilling, purpose-filled relationship with Himself - a map to the Way, the Truth, and the Life. Charted is a daily devotional written by the junior class at Fountainview Academy (Class of 2019). Based on the book Steps to Christ, this book explores the path to the Originator and Provider of Genuine Joy. We don't have to be confused about the way. The certainty is in the journey: divinely Charted.

It is as we behold Him, as the light from our Saviour falls upon us, that
we see the sinfulness of our own hearts. – Steps to Christ, pg. 28
It was the dead of night. Tired from a two-day trip through
the Chilean mountains, my great-grandfather finally stumbled into
the small cottage of his best friend. Inside the humble home, with no
source of lighting, he had to feel his way into the tiny kitchen. “They
all must be asleep,” he whispered, sitting down at the small wooden
table. Hunger kept him from falling asleep as he recalled the last
conversation he had with his best friend and wife: “We might be asleep
when you arrive, but there will be a pot of beans on the stove for you.”
Happy at the prospect of food, he reached towards the stove
and grabbed the small pot. As he began eating the simple beans,
his eyes adjusted to the darkness just enough to see a clay bowl on
the table. Noticing that the dish was full of scrumptious-looking fried
morsels, he tasted a spoonful. They were delicious! After enjoying his
beans and crunchy snack, he spread out his blanket and fell asleep.
The smell of freshly baked bread brought about a pleasant
awakening. After many warm hugs and happy greetings, everyone
gathering around the tiny table for a hearty meal. “Maria, thank you for
the wonderful meal last night; the crispy snacks were amazing!”
An expression of confusion settled across Maria’s face as she
informed my great-grandfather she did not make any crispy snacks.
“But you did!” he insisted. “That bowl over there was full of
them.” Rushing towards the direction of the dish, the whole family
gathered around the clay bowl, curiosity written all over their faces.
Hysterical laughter was followed by a look of horror plastered
across my Abuelito’s (great grandfather’s) face. It had been full of
cockroaches.
Truth be told, I also enjoy indulging in midnight-snacks, but
my crispy morsels are not cockroaches. Instead of creepy-crawlies,
worldly movies and music are the forbidden treats I so often choose.
Entrapped in the darkness of sin and blinded by worldly distractions,
it is only when divine light shines upon me that I am able to see the
repulsiveness of what I am enjoying and choose to turn away.