We arrived safely in Nashville, TN last evening after two days of pretty intensive driving.  I guess we now qualify as road warriors.  Each day seemed to be filled with clouds, which made it easier to travel, but those clouds kept following and we kept pushing forward.  Puffy white clouds were voluminous and ominous against a landscape which coughed up dust, both in the fields and on the road.  Eventually the storms caught up with us, but because of perseverance, we missed the severe weather, but we couldn’t evade the heavy rain.

Life can be like a road trip. (I sound like Forrest Gump, don’t I?)  We travel along this road of living, not sure where the next road block or construction zone may occur.  We press on, because we know that the end of the trip is going to be worth it.  At times we encounter storms – sometimes big – other times bigger – but we know we must reach our destination, so we stop once in awhile.  We evaluate the situation.  We rest and renew while we’re in that desert moment, and pray that God will help us along the way.

Determination hasn’t been one of my strong suits, but my husband is a true road warrior.  He has no problem driving an eight hour stretch with a few stops for gas and other things.  I tend to get a little more tired, more frustrated and kind of a pain in the neck, but still I try my best to weather the storms. and remain positive.

God has promised to be with us in all our travels, our endeavors, our dreams, our failures, losses and gains.  All we need do is ask Him to come along for the ride.  Our final destination is worth the bumps in the road, when God rides with us, and oh what that destination will be!