I’m busy out on the streets doing my work as a delivery/pick-up driver and have assigned work to do in a detailed plan of time allowance to get it done.Those allowances do not include shut the truck off and park here until the train passes,with the traffic in front and behind me.Sometimes these trains are a long wait.One about to finish and here comes one from the other direction.Sometimes they are moving along really well;then they simply stop and do nothing,that you see for a while,but block the path before you.As I sat there I was mindful of relationships that have suffered many bad moments which distant the two from being able to successfully relate.In this moment I see us separated by train tracks.I wonder how many years will you stay on that side of the tracks away from me and if your time allowances in life afford the lengthy time away from your dad.I know that my time seems to be running out and yet I am reminded that our heavenly fathers love endures and is so patient.Never in a hurry.Always,always right on time.I cannot cross the tracks from where I am at.I have been given specific instructions of what I can and can not do to relate.This flower has many thoughts and excuses of why they do not cross over to where I am or allow me and I will cross over.In such cases the train or tracks that separate the relationship must be within my flower identified to her by our shared god.Sometimes it could be a numerous amount of actual reasons that are simply tied up in time and responsibilities to the max for now.Sometimes that train could be other reasons such as the past,fear,pride, lack of thoughtfulness,or even a person that has nothing to do with your choosing.It could be the the actual crossing itself,very bumpy and uneven.Which is a mere visual of past which remains right in front of the person always.But from where I am sitting I see a detour of way for them to cross over with no waiting or dealing with getting hung up on the visual of the bumps and uneven path of fear and past.I see a detour off that crappy path;its the road of love,that is smooth and no traffic or trains to interrupt the steps of her path to her father.This path moves the two of us only forward to continue the growth of our love for each other.I see understanding.I see continual efforts without giving up.I see success in the first step of my direction.I don’t really care what the train is….we can deal with it together if need be the case…I’m simply patiently waiting on my flower to cross the tracks or take the other way.I just know it will happen and I am excited of that fact.The victory of this success has already been won;we just simply need to walk in that.I share the simplicity of this,not so simple matter that we might all stay in tuned to focus clearly on our shared love to each and others to hopefully not find ourselves separated by the tracks or trains in life that hold up on sharing a lot of precious time.I know I have learned a valuable lesson on making the moments count for the good of each of the 3 children I have and share.
“Take the Detour”
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