Why did it not strike us as odd that people had to sign a paper promising not to go "off road" with the rental car. Off road?
What if we get stranded thousands of miles from home?
We have a 32 ounce quick stop iced tea and a can of Pringles.
We aren’t armed. We have no money. No cell phone.
No resources to get out of here except this rental car -- clearly violating the rental agreement and about to be sunk in the mud.
Umm...Had he recently taken out an insurance policy I was clearly unaware of?
I looked up to see the end of the terrain jetting out into a sea. The landscape was spectacular. I was staring at the same type of view which left one Captain asking 'Why is all the Rum Gone?" in a recent box office hit pirate movie.
The sun beams reflected off of the white sand of a secluded beach which stretched further in both directions than my eyes could see.
Just as our reliable local described…we were alone -- in paradise -- well sort of.
There were two surfers on the waves riding in with style. One in his 60’s and possibly his grandson about 20 years old.
The trip had been planned and paid for before he lost his job as an aerospace engineer. After 9/11 no one wanted to fly and many workers were laid off including my husband!
My parent's (who helped Richard plan the surprise) Christmas gift was a week of helping with our kids so we could go on this trip.
He smiled and asked, “Do you mind a little adventure?”
Our list of instructions included some very cool local eating places-which mostly consisted of little houses with a grandmother cooking for a few people sitting around her table as she worked -- how to get in to the cool part of where Jurassic Park was filmed, and directions to "the real paradise" for our Anniversary!
Our anniversary day came and we followed the detailed directions to "the real paradise"…and by detailed I mean:
Well okay then...'Lesgo'!
After quite a drive through a nice part of the island, we stumbled on to the abandoned sugar cane factory. We turned left where the guy told us to turn. Red mud! lots of wet pot holes and red mud!
I began to focus on the potholes, the mud, the overgrown sugar cane, the lack of money, the evidence of possible isolation and danger because of the fact that we were now near an abandoned missile base and still contemplating all the possible reasons we may need a hatchet…and don't forget toothless Old Pete and his dog.
I lost sight of the destination at the end of the journey!
I was having what our Hawaiian friend might say was a 'Haad Rub'!
NOTE: HAAD RUB (HAHD ruhb) - slang for: hard time, bad time, uncomfortable circumstances. HAD-IT (HAHD iht) - slang for: to be wasted, destroyed, wrecked. hairy - dangerous, rough, out of control, huge, bad, ugly, intense. -- Thank you Mr. Webster
*Do I fail to believe that His promises are true?
*Do I focus on the mud slung at me because of my faith, my race, my differences, my past, my present?
*Do I assume the worst by doubting and mistrusting others?
*Do I forget to love and be kind and forgiving?
*Do I worry over bills that crowd in like overgrown sugar cane fields?
*Do I allow isolation -- fear -- uncertainty -- new situations to paralyze me instead of challenge me on life's adventures?
What is happening in your life...right now...that is keeping your focus off of the exciting adventure?
Are you letting uncertainty paralyze you?
Just like Ol' Pete...Those fears are toothless in the presence of Our Mighty God!
It is during these times, God reaches over to me...puts his hand on my knee and says, "Kathy...Trust ME!"
When my focus is on Him, my journey will truly be a wonderful adventure!
Barking Sands Beach