Night on Tyne Blvd

Okay, so I have to write more. I have a lot on my mind and this is the only thing I know to do when that happens. I found myself thinking a lot today between job commands. I ended up working a 12 hour day, which is great, but it was hard too. Anyways. I talked to several people, just asking them what was up in their day and I got a lot of heavy responses of great and sad things. I must say I love genuine responses, as time consuming as they may be. I was in that kind of a mood today. I wanted to just listen to people, but I also did a bit of sharing myself. There's a lot going on in my life, and a lot of questions that I have.

I had a sit down with one of my friends tonight and I asked her a lot of questions of stuff I was thinking about. She surprised me with some of the things she said in response which I was grateful for. After that I went on a long night ride through some country back roads on my bike. It was another beautiful night and Tyne Blvd was full of turns, cool air, and bugs. Nobody else was out there and the cicadas were so loud they sang over the rumble of my engine. It was so beautiful. It was one of those drives where the tall trees huddle over the road and even the thinest light from the moon creates shadow outlines from their branches above onto the pavement. The smells were great too. That's one of the best things about a motorcycle. You get all of the smells. In a car you can miss it. It's just blowing around inside over your old rug and upholstery. But on a bike, the smell of the leaves and grass at night cooling off after a hot day. I don't know of many things, other than the North Carolina ocean or the rhododendrons in the Appalachian Mountains, that could beat that smell. It was great. I feel closer to God in places like that, and places like on top of the Belmont parking garage where I ended up at the end of my ride. I sat up there on my bike looking over the city, just voicing some of my frustrations to God. I get so frustrated with what Christianity has become and how it has seemingly less and less to do with God and more and more to do with politics, legalism, denomination, and proof and facts and all of these loveless activities. And that's who God is to Americans. God is all of those things because his followers are all of those things. That's frustrating. We've grown so cynical that love might actually be good enough between us and God, us and each other, and us and ourselves. I know I sound like a hippie... Sorry.

This weekend I really want to experience some sort of adventure. I want to break out of the city and go somewhere. Maybe I'll go camping or fishing. Any way I look at it, it's gotta be outdoors and it's gotta be for a long time.