Somehow I have been voted driver when we go on our adventure trips without our token male, Jim.  The conversation seemed to go something like this, "I don't like to drive~~~You have lived in the city and are accustomed to city traffic"  Without even running for the office, I became driver by default.  I thought when I reached 70, they would elect someone else, but OH NO--they are willing to pay additional to not have to drive.

On our recent trip to California, we made a big circle trying to see as much as possible while there.  The cost of flying inspires thrifty measures.

We landed in San Jose, drove down to Carmel and Big Sur, Across to Yosemite, Up to Lake Tahoe (and our one brush with Nevada), across to Sonoma -Golden Gate Bridge, and San Francisco, to the Muri Woods, and back to San Jose.  It was a 1414 mile sojourn through the middle of California.  The state is breath-taking beautiful, but who can afford to live there!!

The day we traveled from Yosemite to Lake Tahoe we drove over a mountain pass of over 8000 feet.  There was still LOADS of snow in the mountains.

There also were mile upon mile of switchbacks and hairpin turns.  NOT easy driving.  When we reached the crest of the pass, we found ourselves in the clouds and unable to see five feet in front of the car.  On one side we have a shear drop off of a mere 8000 feet and the other is on-coming traffic and there is no visibility.  White knuckled would describe me perfectly.  The one thing I could see was the double yellow line in the center of the road.  There was nothing else to do but to slow WAY DOWN and cling to the yellow line in hopes we would start down again and descend from the danger of the clouds.  The yellow line became my plumb line---the way out of the danger of the clouds and lack of visibility.  Stay focused and live became my mantra.

Life is filled with hair pin curves and lack of visibility.  If ONLY we knew what was around the next curve, what might be heading in our direction, where this trek is taking us.  Just as I had no idea what was in the road ahead, we do not know what tomorrow will bring as we trek along through the clouds of an uncertain future.  BUT GOD---gives us a plumb line---a double yellow stripe to follow---a road map to make the trek doable.  His Word is the map, the directions, the yellow line which leads us forward.  How thankful I am He has given us a sure and certain map to make this trek through our time on this earth the best it can be.  Cling to the yellow line and know His provision of peace and security as we traverse the beautiful road as well as the treacherous unknown.  Cling to the yellow line and know God is faithfully by your side.

My steps have held fast to your paths; my feet have not slipped.”

Psalm 17:6


  1. What a wonderful post with a good message, Lulu. Thank you once again.

    It reminds me of the time when I was driving out there in deep fog. You could not see feet ahead of you. I just followed the car in front by focusing on his lights and following him. Eventually he stopped. I waited a while but he would not move. I sounded the car horn to get him to move. I saw the car door's open and a big threatening man came out. Frightened me to death. When he came to my car I smiled politely and said, "Are you going to drive on, or not?" He replied, "In my garage?"

    God bless.

    1. That could have well happened that day, Victor!

  2. Another amazing analogy, Lulu! I'd be white-knuckled, too, in this situation, believe you me. But if we follow God's "yellow line," we won't make a wrong turn.
    Blessings, and have a great weekend!

    1. YES! Happy Mother's Day and enjoy every moment with your mom!
      Blessings, My Friend!


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