Did you ever ask your Dad that question when you were a kid? I did, lots of times. There was a time in my life when I went to Dad when I didn’t know what to do, and that was most every day. It was a good time. I wasn’t smart enough yet to run my own affairs, so therefore I didn’t get in much trouble. Oh, I could run and play, ride my bike, go swim in the lake, and generally have a good time, actually, I didn’t have a care in the world. Those were the good ole days.
The problems of life were waiting for me, only I didn’t know it yet, because my Dad took care of them all for me. I didn’t even give a thought to where I would live. Dad took care of that. He provided us with a nice warm home. There was always food on the table, I didn’t have to wonder where it would come from. Dad took care of that, too. I never realized how much Dad took care of for me, until I got bigger.
As I got older I started thinking for myself more and more. And therefore, I didn’t ask Dad what he wanted me to do, quite as much as before. And finally, without me even noticing, I stopped asking Dad what he wanted me to do altogether. I started making my own decisions. With the experience my life had gained me, I started choosing my own friends, and making more of my own schedule. It seemed I was doing ok for myself. But my experience and wisdom were not as extensive as Dad’s. So therefore, my decisions were not based as soundly as what Dad’s were, and pretty soon, the errors in my judgment started showing up. Nothing major, thankfully, for he had tried to raise me right. And he was there when I messed up. By listening to what Dad told me to do, I had a pretty good roadmap to follow.

Then suddenly, when I was sixteen, Dad died. My Mom was an emotional wreck and never pulled out of it the rest of her life. She was a basket case. Suddenly, all I had to lean on was my precious time with Dad. I quickly learned that I should have asked Dad much more often, What do you want me to do today? for the well of my experience was not very deep.
 As life went on, I won a few, lost a few, and wished Dad was still there to ask him what I should do. Eventually, at the ripe old age of 45, I asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior. And I started asking my Heavenly Father, Daddy, what do you want me to do today? But you know, I did it again. Wouldn’t you have thought I’d have learned by now? As days went by and I was growing in the Lord, I found myself, once again, asking less and less, What do you want me to do today, Father? And it dawned on me one day, the well of my wisdom and experience is VERY shallow when compared to that of my Heavenly Father. He always knows what I need to do. All I have to do to succeed in life is to ask Him what I should do, and then just do it.
What about you, my friend, do you think you have it all together on your own, or could you use a little help? Believe it or not, there is someone who knows more than you and I do. His name is Almighty God, our heavenly Father. There is a better way for us. Proverbs 14:12 sums it up like this; “There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.” Our heavenly Father has all the wisdom and knowledge to guide us in the way that is best for us. But according to our earthly wisdom, we will not often agree with Him. That’s where we make our mistake. There was an old TV show that was called, Father Knows Best. And he always did, whether the kids thought so or not. So, here’s the point I wish to make. Deep in your heart of hearts, you know God knows best what is best for you. Are you willing to humble yourself as a little child and ask him, Daddy, what do you want me to do today? Are you willing to do what He tells you to do?
Let’s pray:

Father God in heaven, I really need for You to tell me what You want me to do today. Guide me, Lord, in the way I should go, for I am but a little child who knows not how to go out, or how to come in. Help me, Father, for I am ever dependant upon you. Thank You, Father, for You are so good to me! In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.