My Journey Thus Far (Abridged)

On the road again.... doo doo doo doo on the road again.... hmmm hmmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm....... doo doo doo doo doo doo on the road again. I never could remember those lyrics but I like the tune.

So anyways, right now I am lying on top of a quilt on a bed in Richmond, Virginia. I am in my good friend's house, the one which I spent every summer for a good long portion of my life. Also I just met (Kah-CAW!) Anthony, he seems pretty rad. Being here brings back memories, good ones and sad too. All in all I am pretty bushed. I figured that if I did not blog now I would probably never get around to it and diligence would go to pot..... so here we go.

Day one. I embarked east with my feathers fairly ruffled at gas prices but then got cruising and was able to deeply inhale the in vigorating aroma of the open road, thats right diesel exhaust. For the most part day one was pretty uneventful. I was cruising off of about four hours of sleep and all I had in me was to pay attention to the road. I caved in and got a Rockstar Juice energy drink and let that keep me going, which suprisingly has no high fructose corn syrup in it.

I did however get through Stuart's teachings on the Lake of Fire and it was a hell of a good listen. Bad puns aside I liked it, it had been awhile since I had thought/mused/meditated on judgment and damnation. I thank the Lord that He has taken me from where I once was with this subject, namely self righteous and trigger happy. He is good, and He loves His people, I mean alot. And that my friends is a whole bunch.

I got turned around in St. Louis and ended up making another detour as well. I personally blame the rascally Sufjan Stevens fro writing songs pretaining to landmarks in Illinois. I saw a road sign to Carlyle Lake and just had to venture. It added another fifty minutes to the trip but I did also get to see the Kaskaskia River (another Sufjan interlude) and the benevolent and wonderful Sassafrass Road.

I got to kentucky and despite all the bad news I heard about the state I di not mind it at all. Its not the greatest place in the dark but the next day it was a pretty drive. I miss green mountains a whole lot. I satyed at a sleazy, and I mean sleazy as in I never want to come close to imagining the other clientel in that dingy place ever, hotel and conked out for the night after a hearty meal of Taco Bell.

Today was a good day. A beautiful drive through the mountains. West Virginia is officiall my favorite state tp drive through, I mean truly magnifiscent. I love the Appalachians, I could go on for hours but I am tired and the position I am typing with is kind of killing my wrists. My mind wandered back to a subject I thought I had moved on from and a handful of other stuff God and I were currently processing, it was a good time thanks to the aide of Woven Hand, Audra Hartke, Bob Dylan and part of a sermon by Andy Comisky. I love that state.

As soon as I crossed over to Virginia all of a sudden the heavens opened. By opened I mean it poured rain and hail with a vengeance. In the distance I could see bolts of lightning but could not see 20 feet in front of me. Normal driving this is tolerable but not when you are in the mountains with huge trucks, not a very enjoyable experience.

Everything cleared and I ended up moseying on my way to Richmond. It was a gorgeous drive and I will post some pictures of the trip thus far in a future juncture. I got in town and all of a sudden my inner man kicked in, I mean praying in the Spirit and a buzzing. I mean I get out of my car and there is no life. I take for granted that I live in a semi open heaven around people who love and pursue the Lord. I had assumed alot about what the return would be like but never imagined anything so lifeless. It will be a tough stay, its good to see my friends, but once again there is no life. God is good. I am tired. You are amazing. Be blessed in Christ's holy name.