Diary of the Open Road: Day Four
We woke up to freezing rain and only 8 hours and 465 miles later, we somehow found ourselves with windows rolled down and hands out in 22 degree weather (or 72 degrees...still getting used to fahrenheit).
In all honesty, I didn't expect the drive from Ithaca, New York to Columbus, Ohio to be as beautiful as it was, but I'm always grateful for a surprise like that. I should have taken more photos today, but I got so distracted with taking the views in that I forgot to document them, and perhaps that is what I needed today. Morgan and I had long conversations that left me inspired. From everything to our fears to our journeys with God to where we go next after this trip.
I don't mind driving. It gives me time to think. It forces me to think, when I would hardly allow myself time to do in my normal routine. These days should be cherished for the quickly passing blessing they are and are becoming.
After eight peaceful but very long hours of driving, we were pretty exhausted and burnt out, but even though we're thousands of miles from New Brunswick and there is very little familiar to us out here, we were made to feel a bit closer to home through the kindness and hospitality of two new friends.
Day four. We're just beginning. I'm finding it difficult to pout things into words lately. I guess I am still trying to process it all, but all I can say, is I'm grateful. Grateful for the lord's mercy and provision and grace for us, already, and in the future.