Friday, January 23, 2009

On the road

"You always expect some kind of magic at the end of the road . . . getting all ready for the purity of the road again, the purity of moving and getting somewhere, no matter where, and as fast as possible and with as much excitement and digging of all things as possible."

Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll, page 234.

It is very American to love the road. I love the road. My Chevy pickup loved flying down I-65 this morning at 82 mph. Going somewhere -- Jack Kerouac calls it purity. Kenny Chesney calls it "Freedom." Isaiah calls it salvation.

The highway is one of Isaiah's favorite places. When he thinks of how salvation actually works out, he sees a highway (11:16; 19:23; 35:8; 40:3; 49:11; 57:14; 62:10). For example,

And a highway shall be there,
and it shall be called the Way of Holiness . . .
even if they are fools, they shall not go astray. Isaiah 35:8

Being a fool does not disqualify for the journey, because the Lord marks his way so clearly. The only disqualifier is staying where we are.

But unlike our short-term hopes, which maddeningly can depend on, among other things, the mood of some sheik in Saudi Arabia, we have in Christ a long-term hope so like our short-term hopes that we really can love it.

The Lord is good.