3211

     The new picture was taken on a small road that cuts through miles of pasture land and creeks.  The road, 3211, has been integral in my  life for almost 10 years now.
     The first time I drove down the road, I had just run away from my old life with my 3 year old daughter, a Jeep, and very little else.  I found myself starting all over-from nothing.  Fortunately my dad had allowed me to move in with him.  That day we were going to Greenville to find a job.
     Since that first trip, I've driven on that road twice a day almost every day. I have seen coyotes running free through new plowed land, giant owls buzzing the car late at night, and all manner of wildlife living and dead.  Mornings explode in millions of colors spread across the empty sky. I've lived through hitting a hay bale with van, getting my first speeding ticket, and learning the curves on my first motorcycle.  Most importantly, I've learned so much about my Lord on 3211.
    I've never lived in one place this long.  Four years had been the max before this.  Everyday I start my prayers as I turn onto 3211.  Some days I can clearly articulate everything I want to say and at the end of the road everyone has been lifted up. Other days I can't make it through one thought.  The whole prayer flows back on itself like the curves on the road.  Going to work and going home the road provides moments to ponder the mysteries and love of our Lord.