Lost in the Woods

Lost in the Woods

Israelis call it “The end of the world, turn left.”

That’s how remote my mother-in-law’s cottage is. No phone line. No internet (I drove 20 minutes to a wifi-for-rent spot to the write this). One neighbor a mile over, who is almost never there. So it’s just us and the loons and the lake–SO gorgeous, SO peaceful.

Well, usually.

This past Thursday morning, I walked down towards the lake, but not the regular way. At the bottom of the stairs I turned right, not left, and walked over towards the Frogsville beach, which is where we used to go swimming before Josh’s family built the dock about a decade ago.

Running alongside me were Micka and Lando, the dogs of my mother-in-law and brother-in-law. I’m usually not a fan of dogs. But at the lake, I do feel safer to have them with me.

And after a few minutes of walking, I realized all of a sudden that I had lost the trail. I didn’t know how to get to the lake or back to the cottage. I looked around and felt like I was going to hyperventilate. Where was I? And what other creatures were in the woods with me? A wild dog? A snake? A bear??

But then I looked up and saw Micka and Lando, barking as they quickly ran along… I didn’t know the way, but they did. I couldn’t protect myself if we happened upon certain creatures, but they could.

I followed their lead, and within a few minutes we were at Frogsville.

And sitting crosslegged by the waters of the lake, tears flooded my eyes, remembering that I actually didn’t need Micka and Lando, at my left and at my right.

I am never alone. I am always guarded, always guided.


  1. Yes but Hashem sent the dogs to guide you.

  2. i really needed to be reminded of this. thank you so much.

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