Day two of my commitment to myself to write every day. The fact that I started with that sentence tells you how it's going. I had the idea yesterday that today I would write about whether concentration camps are biblical, or in other words, whether there are concentration camps in the Bible. But there aren't. So there's nothing more to say about that.
So instead let's talk about driving in Kansas. I've had to go to Wichita twice this week. The people I'm meeting with are quick to say how grateful they are that I'm willing to drive more than an hour to meet with them, which is nice. It's not the most interesting drive because it's long and straight and flat, nostly fields, some trees, and a few buildings once in a while. But I'm often the only car on the road, or one of only two or three. So it's not a hard drive. It's actually quite nice. I can be alone with my thoughts. I've got satellite radio and I like to flip around the stations. I've got an FM transmitter so I can listen to the music on my phone, or books in Audible or podcasts (Hidden Brain is one of my favorites), and it's a bonus if I can hit NPR when Wait Wait Don't Tell Me is on.
Another fun thing about driving in Kansas is that the sky very often looks like the sky in the opening of The Simpsons. Deep blue with lots of little puffy white clouds. We call it a Simpson's sky, and we never get tired of pointing it out to each other (my husband and I).
The sky is one of my favorite parts of Kansas. I can't see it as well from my house because of trees, but I love the trees, so no complaints about that. But out driving, there's nothing obstructing the sky. Sunrises and sunsets are especially beautiful when you can see them right on the horizon. And since we live in a small town (one square mile), most of our driving is on rural roads with no traffic and lots of sky. What could be better?!
So there we are. Today's ode to Kansas driving and the sky.
Thanks, God.
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