Beholding Glory Entry #4: Driving

I turn the key in the ignition

A rumble brings it to life

I switch gears

Into drive

Press down the gas

My big toe leading

We’re off

On to the highway

The air rolls as a constant wave over us

The landscape morphs

Hills, plains

Desert, trees

I press on

One with machine

We round a curve

Bodies tilt with gravity

No radio

Just whoosh

and beholding the glory of God.


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