Last night happened exactly how I expected, and how I had feared. I return back to a line from Ben Harper's song Another Lonely Day, "I can resist anything but a temptation from you." Our meeting last night has confirmed my belief that the gulf that has grown between us is now too large to cross. This very well may be the last time I see her again. The intention was there, but there was never any action and even now constant conflict between the desire of making this work and the action needed to do so. Sometimes inaction is worse than after committing to something and failing because at least we tried. Fear of the unknown can be so debilitating, but amidst all of this emotional turbulence there is clarity and that is found in the opportunity that awaits in California. We are now heading west of everything and everyone I know, leaving it all behind so to speak or a clean slate if you will. Perhaps last night I finally let go of the last bit of baggage needed to be fully focused and engaged in the life of the community at seminary. I don't see myself ever passing through here again...and stopping.
Today started with an attempt to look for a Waffle House, I will explain my love affair with Waffle House later today, but other circumstances prevent the successful completion of our mission to dine at WH this morning. I do fear that we passed them all and are therefore a bit of luck. So we decided that it would be best to eat at CB again because they were kind enough to allow us to park the truck and trailer there that night. The Motel 6 where we were staying had no parking for trailers so we had to park next door. As it turned out it was another excellent breakfast and we were on the road again making our way from Ohio to a town thirty miles south of Chicago, Hammond Indiana.
The trip from OH to IN was only going to take five hours so we were fortunate again to have an easy drive ahead of us with no real time constrictions. For the most part the drive went very well as we crossed Ohio through the northern half of the state almost near the Michigan border. Our travels through Indiana were also rather uneventful with one exception, we traveled through South Bend, the home of the Universoty of Notre Dame. While I have never really been. Fighting Irish fan, there is no doubt about the aura that they possess on the football field. Their hallowed grounds have borne witness to many amazing games and some fine athletes. I have always been a fan of Fieldgoal/Touchdown Jesus. On one of the buildings on campus has a ginormous mural of Christ with hos arms raised towards the sky and this mural can be seen in the stadium behind one of the goalposts in the endgame. It looks as he was refereeing the game. Perhaps this was done intentionally to serve as the inspiration to the players on the field. Either way it is a sight I would like to see in person one day.
We arrived to our motel a little earlier than I had originally planned because I failed to take into consideration the time change that occurred when we traveled from the Eastern to Central time zones. We traveled around a bit to see what was a available for dinner, and we decided on Popeye's. It wasn't bad for fast food fried chicken, with a Cajun flair, but I don't know if I would go back anytime soon. We went back to our rooms, hung out for a bit and called it a night. We will see what the next leg of the trip will bring us tomorrow.
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