Wednesday, May 25, 2011

.oh.really.

.ok. for real. riding with people really isn't so bad after all. it's just those times when you are invited on a last minute whim that can be quite sad. being the sporadic junkie that i am this will soon come to a head for sure. as of yet i've fed my need for sporadic in different ways such as: riding my bike in multiple different directions (until i get to a hill then i turn the other way)..staring aimlessly at the wal and finding paint spots where i've ever so carelessly spattered paint..or the ever so welcome s.bux visits.

.meeting. with people and just talking to them and hearing their "story" and what is on their hearts is something i could do for hours. the one thing that i was really worried about with my driving privileges being revoked is the fact that i would not have as much freedom to meet with people at said coffee shops. making for awkward moments at times. it's so humbling to invite someone to meet with you for coffee and then in turn ask them for a ride so they can meet with you. ha! especially if i have to lay down the law..i'm a straight shooter and sometimes i call it like it is. imagine having a tough conversation with a friend and really calling them to the rug. ok you got that picture? now when the convo is all finished and you're saying your good-byes ask her for a ride home. ugh! may i suggest a light convo about a great station you found on pandora and jam out the way home. works for me at least.

.as. for the riding behind the dashboard..well it's really..actually..surprisingly not so bad. there is a common theme running through the tough things of my life right now and that is trust. trusting first God then the people he has put in my life. making my relationships about him and not about the people or me. confession time. moving towards some painful stuff with trust and realizing that it is all about a God who is trustworthy, who is just worthy. period. crazy thought process that i most assuredly would not have had without the man they call Jesus. end of story. i remember my license got suspended for 30 days back a few years ago and guess who still drove..b/c the 'man' couldn't put me down. that wasn't as serious and was more of a precaution not a "hey we think there may in fact be something up" kind of mind set. now is the time where you should start to sing "a whole new world" from aladdin. ready.go.

.magic.carpet.ride.


Thursday, May 19, 2011

.evil.laugh.

.ok. so now there are some out there who are questioning giving me rides for fear of what i will write in said blog-o-sphere. then on the flip side some..cough cough..want to make the trip so extremely memorable that i may in fact be fearful to ride with them. with that said no need to fear only fantastical stories of delight will make it here.

.now. to the nitty gritty. yesterday i had the joy of riding with someone i barely know. made for awkward moments of "getting to know you" time. this is someone that i met at the ridge briefly and randomly discovered we work for the same company. this proved to be a super fun jumping out of my comfort zone kind of time. sharing why i need such rides and thanking him for driving me home. i heard some of his heart. (i told ya that people just open up behind the wheel.) he made a profound statement in the sense of helping people. i was thanking him for the ride and realizing that it was completely out of his way to bring me home. opposite ends of town. he said that he actually likes doing things more when it is more inconvenient for him. upside down right? kind of neat to see that. made me sit back and say..hmm. shoot..if i didn't know Jesus i'd say this was weird..but now on the other side of things i can say whoa..Jesus would go out of his way to serve me. neat.

.little. did he know the depths of what that semi-simple statement has for me right now. just feeling so much like a burden to people. even if i am on their way. hearing that some people, Jesus people, want to do things like serve out-of-the-way is God in them. new thoughts for me. no strings attached love in action i guess.

.this. whole situation..being w/o a license..is not a coincidence by any means right now. it's very much like God knew that i would try to run from this new family..Jesus family..and i can't. i have to stay connected to even do simple things like go to the grocery store or get to work. i'm much like a little kid who is pushing the limits and boundaries but God is saying "no no no come back over here silly." learning curve is high on this one.

.this. one is not so funny. but it's what happened. maybe i'll have a funny story of ghetto talk in a parking lot or having some random guy wanting to talk to me at a red light. oh how i love ghetto fab people.

.shoot.whatcha.know.bout.dat.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

.in.the.beginning.

.well. this is gonna be a journey of me being on this journey without a license. i've been transported back in time pre-16..w/o a license to freedom. i "get to" be much like a high schooler traveling around with my bookbag and thumbing rides via the high tech version of hitchiking..aka..texting for rides.

.i. am going to try to share as much as possible about the people i meet along these next few months and the relationships that are being built or just starting out. i feel already that this is going to be an adventure. i have noticed that people tend to talk, a lot, behind the wheel. i guess something about being in their own space and having the comfort of being in control of the ride makes them feel right at home. i am a fan of it though. being that i am new to most of these people and vice versa. i guess i should start by saying that this whole thing..being behind the dashboard..is majorly out of my comfort zone. i was always the one who would drive anywhere no matter how far or how inconvenient it was for me..i was driving there. now i am the one always behind the dashboard..or even better..in the backseat.

.so. as not to digress over the past two weeks of me not driving i will abstain from sharing the fun stories of riding w/ people and walking in kroger parking lots for now. from this point forward consider yourself forewarned that you may be blogged about if you happen to find me in your passenger seat.

.you.have.been.warned.