Morning Prayer 6/100. On the road
On the road
On the road just shy of 10 hours last Thursday, Cindy and I drove Austin to Beaumont (4:45) and back (4:50). In between we were blessed by attending my step-father’s funeral: remembering, celebrating, consoling, and visiting.
Reflecting on the trip, I realized that for me going someplace is motivational. In speeches and presentations, I’ve readily denied the adage that “if you don’t know where you’re going, any road will get you there.” My perspective is if you don’t know where you’re going you don’t have any “there” in mind.
Having a destination, whether a funeral or a vacation or a business meeting or lunch in a well-liked restaurant, gives me both a target and a reason. And when I know where I want to get to and I know why I want to get there, I’m ready to go, ready to enjoy the drive. Even if it’s almost 5 hours.
Sometimes simply getting there is motivation, regardless of any greater reason.
The motion from here to wherever always gives me ample reflection.
- I get to appreciate the sense that I am moving from one place to another. I can comprehend both that I am moving over the earth and that the earth is moving beneath me.
- I get to look around at cars ahead of me, cars in my rearview mirror, cars approaching. I glance at rolling fields and stoic houses and storefronts and giant rolls of hay. I get to imagine what they are and do and cause.
- I get to stir all the viewing and imagining around in my emotional barrel and savor what I’m feeling. Some of the feelings are from memories. Some of the feelings are from projections of what’s to be. Most of the feelings are from here and now.
Cindy made the trip with me, though she never met Marvin and she knew few of those at his funeral. Her wonderful company allowed me to appreciate that I am never alone. My reflections and my feelings, too, remind me whenever I am on the road, for whatever purpose and wherever I am going, I am never alone. Neither are you. None of us is.
Companion God,
time on the road — actual and figurative —
I move with you and you always move with me.
You navigate my journey when I let myself listen,
let my heart hear your direction.
I enjoy our journey and the sights you enable me to see,
the experiences you let me have,
the feelings you give me.
I am never alone. I am always moving.
My trip from one physical place to another just reminds me
I am traveling continuously and safely
with you.
That is the trip. My joyous voyage.
Thank you, God. Amen.
Love and blessings,
07/13/2015
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