"There is nothing romantic about a straight line" -Warren Wolters.
I heard this at his funeral a couple weeks ago. My sister Amy remembered him saying this and shared it from the pulpit. Since hearing this I have repeated it in my head multiple times a day. "There is nothing romantic about a straight line." How profound these words are. And even more so to me after climbing these trails where the word straight only means up, not the way of the path.
Ryan and I decided to do this trip on such a whim. A few months ago we sat on our deck talking about life and how we want to truly live and be the best versions of ourselves...somehow it led us to deciding we were driving 22 hours straight to the west, just because, "why the heck not." We seem to get caught living in routine doing our day in, day out missing the adventures God has called us to. "Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing at all." I had never seen a mountain before this trip. We drove through all of Wyoming in the dark, so truly, it was like God's gift and as if He said, "I've saved the best for you at sunrise." We drove through the Wind River Indian reservation at dawn. Just as the sun was peeking over the rocks and hills, we rounded a corner and both Ryan and my jaws dropped. It was the most majestic thing I had ever seen and immediately moved me to tears. The Grand Tetons were waiting for us and it made that crazy on a whim decision to drive 22 hours completely worth it.
I know now the draw and ache for the mountains. I get it now. Because since leaving the majesty of them, I realized I had left a piece of me in Wyoming I didn't even know I had.
Our next adventure will be coming...God slowly is revealing His plans. But I assure you it won't look anything like a straight line.
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