on Saturday, September 19, 2009
We live no where near what I would consider to be civilization. It's an amazing bit of country that God plucked right out of Eden; clear running riving feeding lush pasture land cradled between two gnarly, basically straight up mountains.
My secret valley really.
A place which generally gives security from negative influence and attack. My Pa says we are insulated not isolated. I believe Him.
Yet this means when we go out, we are in the bus for over an hour, traveling goat track roads wide enough for one car in places, with ten children.
Good thing they travel well.
Good thing they don't mind if they sit too close to each other, or if one is touching the other or if heaven forbid, one is looking at the other in the wrong way ....!
Good thing they don't mind if one sings, or hums a little too loud or too long, or if ones comments aren't too ignorant or even if one determines to release a little air from ones body from a various amount of openings .... !
Good thing they are accepting of each others differences, that they are forgiving for selfishness and can offer His Grace and maintain not only appreciation for each other but have a hopeless, sold out love that outweighs all offences.
Good thing that.
Cause if they didn't, they could be travelling on a really long journey together, maybe one almost as long as marriage, and find that the trip is really unbearable because they didn't actively acknowledge that their sojourners are valuable; that they are really precious and given a few minutes looking in the right direction, they would see that their motives aren't specifically chosen to annoy. Nor is their intent particularly negative.
And really they know that what they look for in a person is exactly what you are going to find. So it's obvious that they would want to look for all the choice nuggets because that would not only be such an encouragement to them but would also set the 'mood' thermostat in the car. It would influence the others around them to notice and feel satisfaction and substance instead of irritation and fault finding.
This makes two and half hour round trip so much more bearable. Cause really. In our hearts, we realize that what we have to offer others is what they have to offer us.
So my advice on long country drives with two fist full of kids;
... drive to survive physically, but travel to thrive relationally.