"Being in a hurry. Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I've ever gained from being in a hurry. But a thousand broken and missed things, tens of thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing.... Through all that haste I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away."
― Ann Voskamp
― Ann Voskamp
These are two things I see regularly while driving around town here in Grand Forks. I've always been in too much a hurry to stop and photograph them. But then I realized their beauty was laying in the wake of my rushing. I don't want to throw away these beautiful familiar sites... I want to share and celebrate them. I want choose to be thankful for them.
The human soul is slow to discover the real excellence of things given to us by a bountiful Creator, and not until the shadows of death begin to gather around the object that we love do we see it's worth and beauty. Autumn is the dim shadow that clusters about the sweet, precious things that God has created in the realm of nature. While it robs them of life, it tears away the veil and reveal the golden gem of beauty and sweetness. Beauty lurks in all the dim old aisles of nature and we discover it at last.
Well we had a sweet visit to MT and managed to make that lengthy 1,006 mile journey back home in a single day -- truly by the grace of God, I make no other claims than that! Charlie and I survived as road warriors, although we didn't set foot in the car for about 2 days after we got home. I'm choosing not to think about how in the world we will fare many more hours in the car as we trek our way back to the East coast in just a few short weeks. Gulp. For now we will enjoy being our little family unit, as Ross made it home safe and sound from training too.
Sad to say, I did not lay a finger on my "real camera" the whole trip, but the colors and beauty of Missoula at this time of year really do deserve to be celebrated, so I share with you these lovely images from this site -- while in my memory I get to add my 2 giggling and precocious nieces, my burly brother and spunky sister-in-law. One thousand miles is just too many to be apart from them...xoxox
1,006 miles. Just me and the Charlie boy. We SURVIVED - incredibly humbled and grateful for bountiful traveling mercies!
Faith is like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way. - EL Doctorow
Monday morning we dropped Ross off at the airport at 5:30am for his pre-deployment training and just kept driving...and driving and driving and driving. We drove from the flat grasslands straight through the to mountains. A few weeks ago we decided to take this opportunity to spend some time with my brother and his family in Lolo (just outside Missoula, MT), so now with the drive behind me we are here to play, romp and enjoy sweet time with cousins! Like I said, I'm feeling very humbled and thankful for the protection that was over us while we drove... one mile at a time, and by the very distance in front of our headlights.
What an irresistably beautiful stage of life this is... and we had the perfect day to match. Seeing this gorgeous girl on the brink of her next big adventure in life just stirs my heart and reminds me of the blessings that came out of that season of my own life.
Be brave enough to live creatively. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You can only get there by hard work, by risking and by not quite knowing what you are doing. What you will discover will be wonderful: Yourself. - Alan Alda