Anyway, as promised, while not faithfully chronicling my trip, I'm making the first of several planned postings. I haven't stopped along the way to shoot any pictures as I’ve been focused on driving; consequently, there are no current photos to go with this posting. As I was completing my first day’s drive of about 850 miles it became evident to me that there is some correlation between sitting behind the wheel of a car for 14 hours and sitting in a pew listening to a lengthy sermon. Namely, as the preacher drones on well past the bell to dismiss the class, if we had such a thing on Sunday morning, it becomes increasingly clear that the mind can only absorb what the seat can endure. So, too, as the miles accumulate and the numbness increases in the antipodal region of the anatomy, my mind tends to wander down strange paths. My grand plan for my long hours behind the wheel to mentally digest portions of David Bentley Hart’s treatise on the Beauty of the Infinite (an expansion on the perichoresis of the Trinity) or to process section by section John Frame’s excellent History of Western Philosophy and Theology while listening to Glenn Gould’s two separate renditions of Bach’s Goldberg Variations has devolved into repeatedly asking Virginia (the name I’ve given to the voice in my GPS): "How far is it to the next rest area?"
Well, today I crossed over into the great southwest, at least I think Oklahoma is officially classified thus. At least it is south of the Mason-Dixon line and it is west of the Mississippi. I expect to sleep well tonight as I have a suite consisting of several rooms at the Tinker AFB – RHIP (rank has its privileges). Tomorrow, is a short driving day as I'm planning to stay with friends in Amarillo TX. Texas is mostly flat so my mind should be fairly numb by the time I arrive at my friend’s home.