The road to my town...
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Tonight Ted and I will be traveling back to coal country again to see his father.
It is an eight hour drive, fraught with anxiety that has nothing to do with the barreling 18 wheelers who own the road at night or the way shadows make the familiar seem unknown.
Think of us and all who are traveling in the dark.
Think of the man we are going to see. He has returned home, and sits in his familiar chair. Drinks his coffee from a familiar cup. But like the road at night, there is much that is unfamiliar in the landscape.
Think. Pray. Bless. And thank you for being there.