hitchhiking.

It feels like God prepared me.  He molded me.  He showed me.  I began that journey and started to drive down that road so to speak.  

I was on a road in a very specific direction.  Now it feels like I have been thrown out of the vehicle. I am at the side of the road.  I'm standing there and other cars are driving past me.  Some fast and some slow but they are all passing me.  I am left standing there not knowing what to do.

It feels like I'm trying to hitchhike because standing around is not going to get me to the destination.  I know that my car is  long gone and not coming back. 

When you are left hitchhiking you do not really know how far you are going to get with any particular vehicle you just hope and pray that somebody will take you at least part of the way.  You hope that that car that pulls over will be going the entire leg of the journey but sometimes you just do not know.  Sometimes you only get taken part of the way. 

I feel like I am left with the decision to stand around, try walking the distance by myself, or I also feel like the option of getting into another vehicle has been given to me.  It's scary to get into that car.  You have no clue what's going to happen but sometimes it is worth it.

I wrote this a long time ago in my journal.