There was one way in and one way out to Randy's Cabin. It took three to four minutes driving about 5 miles an hour to reach the clearing. This was the road that led to the reclusive and peaceful site.
Solitude. No TV, no internet (except sporadically on the phone), only the fire flies and quiet. The owners lived just up the hill. I guess if it had gotten too difficult, we could have made friends with them and watched their dish TV. Only saw signs of them twice during the entire weekend.
It was a place to make friends with oneself. There wasn't any distraction from the voice inside that formerly was shouting to get my attention. Choices and decisions paraded in front of my eyes, seeking solutions and direction. What to do about this? Did I choose wisely while buying the three pair of same shoe only in different colors from geek.com? How much will it cost to return two of them? The mustard was just too much!
It was somewhat of a relief when we were down the mountain and my phone kicked in. Those nagging questions left unanswered were put on hold as we stopped at Pickles Gap and wandered the souvenir shops. I found a Black Hills Gold ring I couldn't resist!
(Just kidding about the shoes. However, geek.com is a fun place to shop for a few dollars!)
The quiet was good for me. I sat on the porch and was able to allow myself the time to reflect and get reconnected to me. When it is all said and done, it will just be me and my Creator. I must find His plan daily. To establish that, I must be willing to look myself in the eye, heart and mind and move forward.
Jeremiah 29:11 His plan. His purpose. His way.
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