I’d just finished with the “waterfall” disappointment, so I was not in a frame of mind to expect good things. The creature wasn’t as large as some I’d seen, so in this part of the country I began to conjure up the idea that a baby was blocking the path to my car.
Where there are babies, mommas are not far behind! My sense of “adventure” (absolute panic) arose. This was a bulky, brown mass and I could not tell from where I was whether it was on level ground or in a dip. Because the legs were not visible, I assumed it was on lower ground that I must have forgotten existed.
Because I wavered and tried to decide what to do, it caught sight of my movement and headed toward me. Now I was more adventurous (anxious) because I realized the bulky mass was a dog. The fear of the unknown became a fear of the known for I knew the havoc they could create!
I started calling out, “Hello, is that your dog? Hello! Hello!” rather loudly several times. A voice called out to the dog and then assured me that he was friendly. They asked me about the falls but I could not give them information except that I could hear them. I was advised to take “a cliff trail” to get to them, but I decided to head to my next destination due to time constraints.
So, here were my locals (they lived just north of the town I was going to stay, about two hours away) and they had the information I needed. Then they began to ask if I was from the area because my car had local plates.
I was in “north” country and I was sure I didn’t sound like a local but I just shook my head in a negative response, fighting back the urge to say, “Sure, y’all need some help w’ somethin?”
Use of the word y’all seems to draw attention in that there neck ‘o the woods. It seems they had driven the road to the remote area too quickly and didn’t recognize that dirt roads with ruts and rocks (big ones) could be hazardous to oil pans. I had a regular sedan and made it and they had a high-clearance SUV and didn’t.
I am not bragging because it could have just as easily been me in that dilemma and I played several of those scenarios throughout the week using caution in everything I did. Even though I did exercise caution all week, I thoroughly enjoyed my chance to disconnect from the strains of everyday life. I did what I wanted when I wanted for the most part and reconnected with God for the trip.
I didn’t get to do and see everything I wanted, but got in a good bit of “relaxation” through my busy, self-imposed non-schedule.
I really needed this break, no matter the challenges. Like Jesus went to pray alone, I needed to separate myself for a time of healing and clarity. It seems I’d been acting more out of emotion than clear, thoughtful processing of reality.
It happens to all of us. I needed to know I was still capable, sound (most of the time) and mentally rested without the demands and drain that single-parenting can take on a person.
I’ll leave you with this: “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore, we will not fear, though the earth should change, though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble with its tumult.” (Psalm 46:1-3)
Take the opportunity to disconnect once in a while and spend quality time alone with Him. It is well worth your time and those around you.