It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see

Getting dark

Was that pinpoint of light on the horizon the first thing you looked at? It’s rather small, but it’s the first thing I looked at. 

The tire tracks on this road indicate that most drivers on this highway turn left here. 

The title of this post is a line from Bob Dylan’s song “Knockin’ on Heavens door”. 

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door 

Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door 

My brother, Jake and I were going to Swan Falls reservoir in this photo. I stopped to shoot the highway. His wife was out of town, so was mine. We ate hamburgers at 5 guys and had a mini-adventure out in the desert. These days I’m happy to have a mini-adventure. Full-sized adventures are a total luxury. I’d like to go to Alaska. 

I’ve never been to South America. I’ve never been to Europe, Asia, the Pacific rim, Africa, Australia, or Iceland. I’ve been to Mexico and Canada. My buddy asked me to go on an adventure to Peru. It sounds great. No time for that right now. Raising up 5 kids is enough adventure these days. 

Last night I looked in on my 6 year old’s bedroom. We installed a big nightlight above her head to keep her fears to a minimum. She was asleep, her eyes were closed softly and she was limp across the width of the bed. It’s humbling to see my children asleep in their beds. They sleep in the care of their parents, trusting in our protection.   

Life has a lot to offer if you commit to it. Making and keeping serious commitments is admission to learning real lessons of life. For instance how else could I experience the intense feelings of sobriety and humility that I get looking at my 6-year-old lying in her bed? How else could I so comprehensively learn about another person if not for my 15 years of marriage? It’s something I’ve thought about lately.

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