Moving Towards the Heartland

Seattle WA disappears in our rearview window this morning. The east beckons; and, it's a long journey in that direction. It's one thing to plot a course on a map. The distances are only a few inches between the index and middle fingers; on the road, the distance is hours long. I joke about my attention span. We pack, get in the car, drive...and I expect us to be there. My mind pictures us there, so why aren't we?!

Before I blog, I write my experiences (with a fountain pen) in my journal. Pen scratching paper raises thoughts from deep within my soul to a daunting surface. Each foray into webspace evokes fears of rejection and ridicule, words of encouragement entice my fingers to play on the keys.

When I learn how to enter prayer requests through that blog space. I'll go there. In the mean time, we're on our way east and stopping in the land of the latter days.