After leaving the peaceful town of Wauchope, we ventured south to Port Stephens, where wind & rain met us at my childhood holiday destination!
Just as we were leaving my brother-in-laws place, I was certain his wife told us to ‘just turn left’ for a short-cut back to the freeway. Naturally, I turned left. We went through beautiful countryside, past rolling green paddocks, livestock and windmills. Over single-lane bridges and the peaceful Hastings River. After quite a long ‘short cut’, my wife’s eyes said ‘are you sure this is the right way?’
We drove until the sealed road turned to loose gravel.
We drove until cows blocked our path.
We drove until my wife checked the GPS and simply said ‘turn around’.
Naturally, the children (and I!) loved taking the detour. The scenic route. The wrong way!
Y’know, I’m pretty sure the Bible says something like ‘submit your plans to the Lord and he will make your paths straight’. Evidently, I did not submit my driving plans to either the Lord or my wife!
Detours can look like many things, both on the road and in life. Some detours can be fun – calling in sick and spending the day at the beach! Other detours can be dangerous – a wrong turn down the wrong street. Othertimes life may through out its own detour – an unexpected death of a loved one.
Some detours you want to recreate, others you want to avoid all together. Some we remember, some we learn from, some we just have a shadow of a memory. Regardless, the detour becomes part of the road we travel. Happy, sad, beautiful, rough, painful, sublime.
I’m interested – tell me about some of the detours you’ve had – be it on the road or in real life.