it didn’t end where we had originally planned…that was astoria, or. we didn’t make it quite to our alternate destination…that was yellowstone. but in some strange way, it just kind of seemed right that our trip ended in…lander, wy of all places.
it didn’t have the fanfare and welled up emotion type of a feel as we cycled in. instead, it just kind of happened…which i think is how some of the very best endings occurs. i know that for me personally, i can put all kinds of expectations on how something big…like an ending…is supposed to feel, and this allowed it to happened without the pressure of how it was supposed to feel. and yet, like I said, in the midst of all of that, it felt right.
it was our longest day of riding on the whole trip, 124 miles. and the transition that we experienced in the landscape over the last 40 miles or so was absolutely majestic! without a doubt a part of the trip that neither of us will ever forget!
i have also been thinking about the way the trip ended with respect to the elements of story, and i feel like there is much for me to learn there as well. here are some of the things i have been processing.
a good story does indeed take planning and initiative. very seldom does someone simply stumble into living a great story…it just doesn’t work that way. so, without a doubt, i believe that we must be intentional in the story we live and the way we are living it. however, i am realizing that even the best planned story must sometimes yield to the Great Storyteller and His ways and His plans! His timing is ultimate and supreme, and that is what matters more than anything else…and that is what makes for a great story above all else.
so…did it end the way that we had planned…absolutely not. are we glad that it ended the way that it did…absolutely. it was right and it was best…and that is what matters.
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