The Weary Traveler

Being good at so many things seems to be a curse when you haven't accomplished much.
That bright future continues to evade like the destination on an unfamiliar road.
Making it hard to enjoy the scenery due to the haste in wanting to arrive at the planned destination.

When will I get there?
Did I miss a turn?
This ride is taking a lot longer than I expected

I bet everyone else will already be there when I arrive. I wonder if I've missed anything good.

Maybe I'll see a sign over the next horizon.

No such luck!

This navigation system said I should be there by now, it must be broke.

Can't ask for directions, everyone's hurrying to their own destinations.

Oh wait, there's a sign up ahead!

50 more miles!

You got to be kidding me.

Take a deep breath


Give it some gas


Keep Driving

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Girly_Girl said...

Oh, Rich, this post makes me a little sad...

Lance said...

hmmm...interesting post rich.

i feel i could relate that to my own life. just when you think you're opening that door to success... realized you've opened the door to another hallway leading to another door.

Girly_Girl said...

You guys are going to make me cry!

Rich in the Stl said...

If feel you on that Lance, it's the story of my life. I have a billion and one ideas, but none seem to materialize quite like I expect. Don't get me wrong. I've had a measure of success, but I just see it bigger than what i've experienced. So, I often wonder if there is something more God wants from me. More commitment, more relationship, or maybe he's just building my character. Maybe it's not him at all, maybe it's just me.

Then you have the righteous factor. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to live right in the face of not getting your way. You want to revert back to the things of old that are more comfortable and familiar. However, they only pacify you for a while and then you realize you just wasted more time.

The futures still bright and the best part about it is I've got a gas card, so I can just keep driving till I get there.

Girly Girl, this isn't a sad trip, just a long one. Sometimes you want to hit the rest stop but then you figure, I can hold out, because I'll be there in a minute. You feel me.

Sheletha said...

hey y'all!