so i drove across country with my brother. the word good comes to mind a lot when i think of how to describe it. i don't mean "that icecream was good." i mean God created the stars, and the sky, and the expanse of waters that covered the earth "good."
it's a misused word. and journeys like this one are often misinterpreted experiences. i feel like everyone who asks about the trip expects me to say it was life changing. but i keep thinking about something royce mentioned once: how experiences, or trips across country, or even overseas don't really change you, not for long, unless you have a foundation to stand on when you come home.
i don't think instant change is impossible, but i do think it's a rare and precious mercy from God. because most change is slow and hard, and is the culmination of a lot of experiences, a lot of traveled miles, and a lot of ordinary days. they creep in quietly until one day you just realize that you see things differently; that you do things differently; that you're not obsessed with changing anymore because you are changed.
i've ruined a lot of trips by expecting them to reveal a round earth where all before was flat. but i'm trying not to anymore. i'm trying not to guess the defining moments or how it ends. it just ruins the middle of this really good story. and i'm trying to let my travels be part of a foundation that builds a floor sturdy enough to stand on while all that has happened begins to move me.
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