August 2015

Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think,

according to the power at work in us, to him be glory

in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen     Ephesians 3:19 & 20

 

After a few days of rest, I did make the trip to Maine – and what a trip it was! It truly was an emotional and spiritual experience. The soundtrack for my trip was praise and worship music, with a little Sweet Baby James thrown in. (Do not ask why!) Milestones of memories and new realizations ushered in a sense of freedom and a kind of new birth.

The first leg of my trip took me past the exits in Fishkill and Carmel where my cancer treatments had been administered. It occurred to me that as I passed those exits God was moving me past those experiences to something fresh and unknown.

As I continued through Connecticut, Massachusetts, and New Hampshire the praise and worship continued. My heart was dancing, and I was acutely aware of the Lord’s presence. Elatedly and without incident I continued to Bangor, the end of the major highways for me. Beginning the final leg of my journey, I drove onto Route 9, the Airline, for the final two hours. What a show of God’s power was displayed for me! The drama prompted genuine wonder! First there was a downpour, then an incredible rainbow, followed by the most awesome combination of clouds and sun! I actually pulled over and took pictures, which is no small feat on the mostly shoulderless Airline! My soul was stirred, and the rejoicing continued.

At the conclusion of my approximately eleven-hour trip I pulled into my sister and brother-in-law’s driveway in Calais. I was tired, but surprisingly I was not exhausted. After my visit I was again able to make the trip home with no overnight stay. The return trip did not have the drama and emotion of the previous drive, but as I chose to go across the Mass Pike to Albany that time, I must confess that the Berkshires did indeed seem dream-like, but it was not “on account of the frosting.” As the sun set ahead of me, the clouds again put on quite a show. At one point it even looked as though there was writing in the sky, but I could not actually discern complete words. That would have been really weird if I had! I was fun to study though!

I returned home and continued to prepare for another year of teaching after being supplied unexpected strength to make my very special drive.