Stretching across the high plains of Wyoming between Gillette and Douglas is 120 miles of pavement known as Highway 59. http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl As far as I know, it has never been considered a “scenic highway.”
I traveled Highway 59 on Sunday, October 9th – twice! I traveled north to Gillette with a pickup packed with Wendy’s possessions. After emptying my pickup of boxes; small appliances; and a dresser, I traveled south toward Douglas and Cheyenne with a full load of alone-ness!
Dawn had left the day before as a “designated driver” for her parents on a sixteen day trip through Minnesota, Nebraska, and Iowa. A few hours before, Wendy had completed her move to her new home.
South of Bill, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill,_Wyoming, the cab of my pickup was filled with darkness. The darkness of feeling alone. That feeling only a husband can feel when he knows he won’t touch or see his wife for an extended period of time. That feeling that only a dad can have when he realizes his “little girl” is now a young lady and her heart truly belongs to someone else!
As I traveled south with the clouds building in my heart, I topped a hill and was overwhelmed at the sight before me! My words cannot describe the beauty of what was in front of me. Please use your imagination as I attempt to describe what I experienced: I could see for miles. The Medicine Bow Mountains and Laramie Peak formed the distant horizon. The foreground was the North Platte River with its banks clothed with fall colors. A gaggle of Canadian geese soared across my line of sight. Snow clouds hugged Laramie Peak and huddled over the rest of the Medicine Bow range.
It was a moment I cannot describe. It was a moment I will never forget. It was a moment when God spoke into my heart and said,
You’re NOT alone!
I am right here with you!
I will watch over your girls!
Both now and forever!
Your faithfulness extends to every generation, as enduring as the earth you created (Psalm 119.90)
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