Monday, September 14, 2009

country roads take me home to the place i belong...

i am not a spontaneous person. i'm sure this admission does not come as a shock to any of you. i'm actually the exact opposite of spontaneous, i'm a planner. i think long and hard before i act. so long, in fact, that action becomes extremely difficult. yes, i over think things. there have been a few times, however, when i act on things so quickly that it is seemingly uncharacteristic of me. it leaves those around me surprised when they hear of my spontaneous decision. these moments can be counted on one hand. these moments are also considered, by me, to be acts of God.

i believe them to be acts of God because they ARE so far from my comfort zone. and in retrospect, they tend to be a positive experience and, on most occasions, what my life needed at that exact moment.

the most recent of these experiences was a road trip with a good friend across the country. my friend needed someone to help her drive to Kentucky and when i found out, i immediately said i would do it. the decision was made on thursday and we left on tuesday. this left me four days to make arrangements at work, find a plane ticket home, and pack. every detail fell into place perfectly and we set out on our adventure. i spent three days in a car with my friend Kim, talking about life, singing along to random music, and enjoying the scenery one can only find in middle America. Oh, also, committing near nascar maneuvers in order to capture memorable photos. here are some highlights from the trip...


is this sign really necessary? i mean really, state of oregon, how dangerous could the dust really be. and, if it is so dangerous that we need to be warned, then shouldn't the sign read...warning: SEVERE dust blowing area next 40 miles.


this sign cracked me up. not only was Butch Cassidy imprisoned here, but they also sell brooms! question...who is going to go to the wyoming territorial prison to buy a broom? i mean is this just a happy coincidence? are you just sight seeing and then, "oh, honey, imagine our luck! we were in need of a broom!" i mean, are they special brooms? is wal-mart not available?


a detour for gas in the middle of nowhere led us to stumble upon this statue of Jim Bridger. Jim is apparently famous for roaming around the state of wyoming telling tall tales. if this is all it takes to make a person famous, than my cousin Jessica deserves a statue because i remember a time when she told a bunch of tall tales about the state of washington to some visiting friends!


i call this picture...wheat field Jesus. observation...a wheat field is not that tall, therefore Jesus would need to be reclined for this to be accurate. well done Burlington, Colorado! i'm sure you're leading thousands to Jesus with this billboard!


you cannot get much more small town America than this!


my part of the road trip stopped in Kansas City, where I spent the weekend with some great friends that I hadn't seen in a long time.

overall, it was a great trip. and, like many other of my God ordained spontaneous moments, it was just what my life needed at that moment...a little shaking up.