It’s funny how it is said, “You never can go back home”. Really? I don’t know about you but I’ve had many trips back home. Alas, the sight of home can really morph into an unfamiliar scene.
In Buffalo, NY, where I lived for five years, they have what is called, “The Skyway”. It’s a single high overpass bridge linking the downtown area, across the Buffalo Harbor to points south. It can take your breath away in the winter (when it’s open for traffic) as it is right at the mouth of frozen Lake Erie feeding the mighty Niagara River. The view is spectacular year-round as you drive over looking out over the lake only to view water as far as the eye can see.
Like many cities, the Dallas/Ft Worth, Texas area has freeway intersections with mounds of overpasses built over each other. Here they are called, “Mixmasters”. After returning to Dallas from my stint in Buffalo, I was amazed at the vast number of differences in the landmarks, notably the new mixmasters in various parts of the Metroplex. In just five years the freeway system had made an enormous array of changes. As a longtime citizen I knew well the mixmasters we had, but on arrival back home I was stunned to find a few more that popped up like Texas wildflowers. Truly it was shocking. In order to get where you need to go, whether that be north, south, east or west you better be in the correct lane to hit the correct exit. One must READ THE SIGNS. Otherwise, you will make a long trip down to the next available overpass for a u-turn to where you needed to be and make that better choice. Like cement spaghetti, the mixmasters are designed to allow the driver several alternatives to whatever section of the city might be chosen destination. It’s not unusual to exit left to head to the right, or exit south in order to travel north, etc. More than a few times I have taken the George Bush Tollway west off of a five lane freeway when the eastbound exit was my intention. It can be a tad frustrating to say the least. When approaching a mixmaster, you can look like a new calf looking at a new gate. If you’re a driver in Dallas/Ft Worth, you need to become a master of the mix unless you want to be late to your arrival.
Honestly, in retrospect I can see in my rear-view mirror where my selections of life took exit ramps that were not for me. Oh, boy! Just counting on both hands I realize….(oops, I need to count my toes now) just how many times I allowed my feet to run off the route waiting for me, planned for me. In fact, I could give you dates and times when I willingly chose a southern direction in my life and times where I should’ve held to my gaze toward the north star. Unfortunately, in most cases in this life and its freeway system, u-turns are rarely possible. Frankly, I remain one of life’s student drivers as my navigational skills tend to go to where I don’t need to be. I will assume you too have noticed not mastered the mix where you are. Please, read the signs, be focused, be aware, exercise caution and look for the signals you didn’t set-up yourself.
The Captain of my inner guidance system always steers to the better entrance and exit ramps. When I listen well to the directions, to the parameters, to the signals I know I will arrive for more fuel for the race.
“I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me”. – Captain Jesus (John 14:6)