I am not a morning person.
Nope. Even my kids know this. They don’t even try to get me up in the morning. Hungry? Need a dry change of clothes? Bored? Yep, they know mom won’t get you anywhere so they go straight to dad. 🙂
One of the few exceptions is getting up for a trip.
The thrill of adventure, the open road, the destination, will get me up and going.
This summer the kids and I drove all the way to Boston. Getting up before the sun, we travelled the first half of the way with the mission team Derek was leading to Washington D.C.. We were the mini-van caboose on the train of white 15 passenger vans in the right lane of the interstate. I 80 cut through the cornfields and farmland of Virginia. They sky was like a dance, changing color and cloud shapes as we sped by cows and crops, farm stands and forests.
The second half of the drive was from Allentown, PA all the way to the coastal town where my parent’s live…where I am from. We left the cornfields and made our way through New Jersey, New York, Connecticut and finally Massachusetts. As we got closer and closer the terrain and the smell through the windows became more familiar. Even the rough New England roads, pot holes, and bumps seemed to say, “You’re back!” And then the smell of salt, and the cool late June ocean air met our noses as we pulled into the driveway. We made it.
Stretching tired legs we felt the early waking, the long drive, and all the pit stops on the way were worth it! We were there, at kid heaven where Grandparents spoil and dote and kids play, create and discover.
…And mom relaxes.
Journey. It is a metaphor for this life we lead. Our motivation? The destination. Yes, we enjoy the process. We note our surroundings, our progress…but we fix our eyes on the prize. We set our GPS to a specific address, a specific destination. We work toward the familiar sights and sounds of home, our eternal home.
Do you have a reason to get out of bed every morning? Do you have your sights set on Jesus? Are you journeying on?
I can tell you that if we were still at the “pit stop” we took back in Virginia with the smelly toilets in the middle of nowhere…I would not be too happy.
Have you made a pit stop and have yet to get back on the road? Or are you still stuck in bed, afraid or unwilling to journey out?
Let me challenge you today to press on. Don’t settle for a smelly pit stop.
And here is the thing. The destination is worth it, but the journey has value too. The road where Jesus helps us to learn and grow, to see new things, to experience life with new eyes and new perspectives, the Journey is where we encourage others and invite them to travel along too. Now that is worth getting out of bed in the morning. 😉
Singing His Grace,
Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls! Hebrews 12:1-3 (The Message)