A tunnel leads us out of King's Cross as we head northwards. Tunnels are an experience of life but fortunately there is always a light at the end of them, even though it can seem like an age to get to it.
Out of the tunnel into the open and the train quickens its speed and away we go. Through those 40 years there were such times when things were going along very nicely indeed, and there were times too of reflection, looking in on one's self and assessing one's own progress.
At Newark we have to change for a Replacement Coach Service due to railworks. Thus ahead is the A 46 and the driver's head. He has a game of allowing his seat to go up and down rapidly and it looks as if he is bouncing so much he will suddenly go through the roof... The road is straight here and wide but not everywhere. So our 4o years have seen all sorts of roads and we have met amusing people on the way.
Arriving at the Guest House on top of a hill we can look out and see far into the distance for everywhere around is relatively flat. The white spot in the centre of the picture is a white truck on what is probably the A46 still, for it acts as a Ring Road. Beyond it we are be able to see at least 2 other roads. A 40 year marriage sees us on different roads, or sees us having to question which of many roads to take. But the high view is useful to get everything into perspective. And who better at providing that perspective than our Lord himself, who has helped us so much along our journey.
Oh, in case you are wondering - we went to Lincoln. A town we knew nothing about but now know plenty. Full of history - I may put some features on board next time.
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Beautiful analogy! Most of those amusing people have been met on buses too!
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