A while ago I was driving on Airport road and took this picture. It never makes a road monotonous to me. It stirs my thoughts in metaphor, rattles my spirit. Where are we going,
why and why so fast? I've been on this road many times and each time at different place it
makes me think about my life's road, that is if we think life is a road. This one was built by government or other authority.
Do we build our roads by ourselves?
Maybe it's kind of late, but I am finding more and more times in my memory that the road I did built myself ended in a swamp. Now I can believe that all had something to do with getting me to meet people who helped me to get back on the road the Lord has destined for me, though I still tremble not knowing where it will end or if I am still on the right way?
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