Sense of Direction

I know how to read a compass but I never use one. The stars are just pretty twinkle lights in the heavens to me, I've never used them to find my way. We have friends that have spent a good deal of money on GPS systems but the thought of buying one has never occurred to me because you see, I've never felt like I've been lost. Obviously there have been times when I didn't know where I was, but that's completely different. I mean, we're on globe and it is my belief that if ever I became lost, I could just continue in any direction and sooner or later, I would wind up where I started.
I once did repair work for the phone company and this was long before E911 addresses. When people gave you directions to their house it sometimes went like this: "you know where John Darrow's' barn used to be? Or, you have to turn near the witness tree and go a spell till you get to the the rusty part of the fence and then bare off to the left until you smell goats." The weird thing is, I always found my destination and back.
I have this uncanny sense of direction....well actually, I have a belief that I have an uncanny sense of direction and it has never let me down.
Several years ago when my mother-in-law was in good health, she had never traveled much and we invited her to fly with us to San Francisco. We had been there a number of times and it was fun giving a woman who had never strayed far from Sumiton, Alabama, the grand tour of the San Francisco Bay area.
The day before we headed home we traveled north through Napa Valley drove through some of the most beautiful countryside on the planet. As the sun slowly began to head out into the Pacific Ruby was ready to turn around and head back the way we came. Instead, I took another route that we had never taken before. After some time Ruby turned to my wife Jilda and asked "does he know where he is going?" Jilda looked at me for a moment and then at her mother and said "yes, he's never been lost." Ruby then settled back in her seat and enjoyed the sights as we approached the city from the east.
I'm not sure what brought this story to mind just now, but I've come to learn that I should not question inspiration.