Road Trip

As we parted ways last February in AZ, we eagerly anticipated a summer road trip to visit Amanda & Stryker. Well,...now we are on the road...however, the trip isn’t what we anticipated. We expected to drive to Indiana for joy and fun, and be with both Amanda and Stryker. We didn’t plan...our minds didn’t even fathom...we would be buring our friend. It doesn’t feel real. I don’t know what I am feeling besides shock and disbelief. It seems like I was just with her a few weeks ago. Then cancer stole her that quickly. I may not know how I feel, I may not have words, but I do know what I know. And last week another line from a song persistently replayed in my mind: “On the mountain, I will bow my life to the one who put me there. In the valley, I will lift my eyes to the one who sees me there.” Of course, my pointing finger went to another on his mountain top, but not bowing low to The One who put him there. But, that is also so typical of me, us humans. When we’re reaching our goals, successful, and sitting comfy...we often forget. We forget The One who put us there. We especially forget to bow down to Him in humility.  Through a waterfall of tears I realize I would much rather be in valley after valley after valley and lifting my eyes to see Him rather than be on a mountain top without recognizing Him. Thankful for this pain. Pain that makes me turn from my ways. Pain that reminds me to turn to You. Your way...toward Your light and life, Your relentless, selfless love. Love that leaves the 99, safe and snug, to find the one. Thank you...Words aren’t enough.