{"id":753,"date":"2024-05-22T03:33:11","date_gmt":"2024-05-22T10:33:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/?p=753"},"modified":"2024-05-22T21:34:38","modified_gmt":"2024-05-23T04:34:38","slug":"godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/","title":{"rendered":"Godspeed: Embracing Divine Providence on the Open Road"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>
Well, I wanna see the road melt<\/span><\/p>\n
Into the mountains away as I drive<\/span><\/p>\n
And make it out of this damn town alive<\/span><\/p>\n
And not let the dreams I shoulder die<\/span><\/p>\n
\u2018Cause I\u2019m movin\u2019 at God speed<\/span><\/p>\n
Only God and my mama know what I need<\/span><\/p>\n
And I feel the hardwood floors on my knees<\/span><\/p>\n
As I beg you just to take it easy on me<\/span><\/p>\n
Godspeed<\/a> by Zach Bryan<\/strong><\/p>\n
Just before we left home<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n**
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**Note: This is an account of a cross-country odyssey told from the perspective of my brother Taylor Warman and I.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n
Taylor lights a White Owl cigar before placing the van in drive. Smoke swirls about and hovers in place like the patented fog of Pacifica. The radio\u00a0<\/span>is tuned<\/span>\u00a0to <\/span>acid jazz<\/a><\/span>, Rashid Roland\u00a0<\/span>Kirk<\/span>\u00a0to enhance our awareness. Music is our fuel\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0we are ready to embark on a cross-country excursion.<\/span><\/p>\n
As the trusted co-pilot with no\u00a0<\/span>sense of<\/span>\u00a0direction, I roll down the window and welcome the breeze as it wafts over my hand.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
After flunking out of college and failing at multiple jobs, I read Jack Kerouac and\u00a0<\/span>*****
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made the impulsive decision<\/span>
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\u00a0to<\/span>
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\u00a0\u201c<\/span>
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sell all we have<\/span>
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\u201d\u00a0<\/span>
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and follow the mysterious current that pushes\u00a0<\/span>
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all things<\/span>
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\u00a0onward.<\/span>
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\u00a0<\/span><\/h3>\n
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Enough books, we were determined to embark on our own odyssey. Our vehicle of choice was a maroon 1999 Dodge Ram Van that we affectionately and incorrectly named Scarlett. She <\/span>was accustomed<\/span>\u00a0to our midnight runs<\/span>, hours<\/span>\u00a0passed in music, conversation, and coffee pit stops as we navigated\u00a0<\/span>America\u2019s<\/span>\u00a0paved waves.<\/span><\/p>\n
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*****We kept driving until the yellow lines disappeared, and Taylor finally\u00a0<\/span>brought us to a stop<\/span>.<\/span>\u00a0We\u00a0<\/span>didn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0look for lodging, relying on Providence to see us through.\u00a0<\/span>At the time,<\/span>\u00a0I\u00a0<\/span>wasn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0comfortable using the word<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>Go<\/span>d,<\/span>\u201c<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>so I settled for the safer term<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>universe.<\/span>\u201c<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
Our\u00a0<\/span>style of camping<\/span>\u00a0was similar to that of the<\/span> Israelites in the wilderness<\/a><\/span>. We would wander until there was nothing left to do but set up our tents in places where no postcard or Instagram caption could ever do justice.<\/span><\/p>\n
Most mornings, we\u00a0<\/span>were awoken<\/span>\u00a0by a disgruntled officer pounding on the window or the premature morning light. But\u00a0<\/span>I\u2019m<\/span>\u00a0getting ahead of myself<\/span>,\u00a0<\/span>best<\/span>\u00a0to start from the beginning. What did we hope to gain from this trip? Was there any method to our madness?\u00a0<\/span>The masks and illusions we carried with us like a rucksack would not survive the highway,\u00a0<\/span>which offers both silence and<\/span>\u00a0soundtrack.<\/span>\u00a0Running away was no longer an option. We were about to confront our true selves, for better or worse.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The commandments of the road dictate a set of principles that one must embody and live out. These principles go beyond\u00a0<\/span>*******
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mere<\/span>
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\u00a0physical actions and are deeply rooted in the spirit. The physical and spiritual aspects of life are inextricably linked.\u00a0<\/span><\/h3>\n
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There is an invisible thread that<\/span>\u00a0connects the past to the present, weaving the stories of our lives together.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>This thread, though unseen, is powerful, and it reminds<\/span>\u00a0us that every action we take today will have a lasting impact on the future.<\/span><\/p>\n
**
In a society that values individualism and considers all ideologies\u00a0<\/span>to be<\/span>\u00a0equal, often avoiding labels or commitments to a particular origin story, we were determined to be countercultural and search for a definite truth.<\/span><\/p>\n
**
As a budding\u00a0<\/span>writer,<\/span>\u00a0looking to take off, I was convinced that my success depended on my ability to acquire a treasure trove of experiences.\u00a0<\/span>A writer must write\u00a0and\u00a0to do\u00a0so\u00a0he must drink from the\u00a0world\u2019s\u00a0well. Life is the only university that is truly worth investing in. All other forms of education are meaningless and only contribute to vanity. Attending wild parties, waking up in a hotel room with a woman who\u00a0doesn\u2019t\u00a0speak\u00a0a lick of\u00a0English, and conversing with outlaws until the sun rises were all crucial to my research.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n
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Once we embarked on our epic, I told myself that this trip was a crash course\u00a0<\/span>in how to write<\/span>\u00a0better poetry. But deep down, I knew\u00a0<\/span>that I<\/span>\u00a0was\u00a0<\/span>just<\/span>\u00a0trying to silence my fears and insecurities.\u00a0<\/span>I was afraid of failing,\u00a0<\/span>of<\/span>\u00a0not being good enough,\u00a0<\/span>of<\/span>\u00a0not living up to my potential.<\/span>\u00a0Like a bat out of hell, I left my hometown and sought out the haunts of the scribes that came before me.<\/span><\/p>\n
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Maybe their talent would rub off\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>I\u2019d<\/span>\u00a0have something worth sharing. <\/span><\/p>\n
**
Every road we traveled was\u00a0<\/span>
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an exodus<\/span>
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, a release from the shackles we had unknowingly welcomed into our lives. <\/span><\/h3>\n
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It all started with a phone call:<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>I\u2019ve<\/span>\u00a0thought about it, and I\u00a0<\/span>don\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0want to regret not going.\u00a0<\/span>We\u2019re<\/span>\u00a0only young once<\/span>, right?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>We\u2019ll<\/span>\u00a0leave the morning after Thanksgiving<\/span>.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n
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Taylor:<\/strong><\/p>\n
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<\/p>\n
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Pacifica is many things to me. <\/span>It was the destination of my first trips with Jacob,\u00a0<\/span>the birthplace of my wife<\/span> and <\/span>home <\/span>to some of my favorite people on earth.<\/span>\u00a0These things merely scratch the surface, however. It represented a state of mind to Jake and I. It was freedom on a morning sea breeze. It was at once ours and no one at all. All these things\u00a0<\/span>considered\u00a0<\/span>it<\/span>\u00a0brought me no great pleasure to be packing up to leave this peaceful perch. <\/span><\/p>\n
**
Atop a rocky cliff, I prepped a pot of coffee in a makeshift kitchen off the back of Scarlett. In saying\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>kitchen<\/span>\u201d\u00a0<\/span>I admit to taking some creative liberties.\u00a0<\/span>What<\/span>\u00a0I meant to say\u00a0<\/span>was<\/span>\u00a0we had fastened a gas camper stove and a 6-cup Mr. Coffee machine to a piece of plywood that served as our pantry.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
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Don\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0be fooled\u00a0<\/span>by my description<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>we<\/span>\u00a0loved that<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>kitchen<\/span>\u201d\u00a0<\/span>and this particular morning\u00a0<\/span>it<\/span>\u00a0took care of us. The damp coast air felt more like home than any house I ever inhabited\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0it was thick as ever that morning as if to remind us it would be here upon our return. As I sipped\u00a0<\/span>coffee<\/span>\u00a0I peered in to see if Jake was up yet. As was\u00a0<\/span>customary<\/span>\u00a0he had stayed up to soak in the night and all its creative juices to make sure to stay on a writing schedule\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0I was asleep by 9 pm so we could get a 5 am start.<\/span><\/p>\n
**
I poured a cup for Jake and evicted the remnants of the pot. I secured our cargo and set up to set off.\u00a0<\/span>Before we go\u00a0<\/span>too much\u00a0<\/span>farther<\/span>\u00a0some notes are\u00a0<\/span>important<\/span>\u00a0if we\u00a0<\/span>are to<\/span>\u00a0embark upon this journey together.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>This<\/span>\u00a0was not a road trip or vacation.\u00a0<\/span>This<\/span>\u00a0was to be a journey. We had spent a year studying, learning, and growing\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0this was to be the culmination of all our efforts. In early\u00a0<\/span>November<\/span>\u00a0I began to help Jake build Scarlett for his trip. <\/span><\/p>\n
**
What he described as his<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>on the road trip<\/span>\u201d\u00a0<\/span>was to be his magnum opus. I\u00a0<\/span>did not have any<\/span>\u00a0time to be envious as there was work to\u00a0<\/span>be done<\/span>.\u00a0<\/span>We started<\/span>\u00a0by ripping out all seats outside of the front two. We built two twin beds with cavernous openings underneath to serve as wardrobes. In the rear resided the\u00a0<\/span>aforementioned kitchen<\/span>. One day\u00a0<\/span>while<\/span>\u00a0practicing what could best\u00a0<\/span>be described<\/span>\u00a0as amateur carpentry\u00a0<\/span>Jake<\/span>\u00a0looked up at me and\u00a0<\/span>said<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>You know it\u00a0<\/span>isn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0right if we\u00a0<\/span>don\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0both go TWA<\/span>R\u201d.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
**
I <\/span>laughed sheepishly.\u00a0<\/span>I knew he was right\u00a0<\/span>but<\/span>\u00a0as with the rest of my life\u00a0<\/span>up until this\u00a0<\/span>point<\/span>\u00a0it<\/span>\u00a0was not responsible\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>therefore<\/span>\u00a0I could not allow myself to fathom the idea.<\/span>\u00a0 A few days\u00a0<\/span>had<\/span>\u00a0gone back. We had taken a few small road trips thus far\u00a0<\/span>each<\/span>\u00a0one more cathartic than the last. A feeling eating at me told me I\u00a0<\/span>couldn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0afford\u00a0<\/span>to not go<\/span>.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
**
This<\/span>\u00a0was, for the moment at least, Jake and\u00a0<\/span>I\u2019s<\/span>\u00a0calling. The night before Thanksgiving<\/span>\u00a0I\u00a0<\/span>called him from the grocery store to tell him I would be going and\u00a0<\/span>I would<\/span>\u00a0be there in five with supplies. We met and toasted a\u00a0<\/span>Mickey\u2019s<\/span>\u00a0before hugging, both sensing what we were about to embark upon held more\u00a0<\/span>levity<\/span>\u00a0than\u00a0<\/span>even<\/span>\u00a0we had anticipated. Ok, now that\u00a0<\/span>we\u2019re<\/span>\u00a0all caught up and the pleasantries are behind\u00a0<\/span>us<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>let\u2019s<\/span>\u00a0get back to the matter at hand. <\/span><\/p>\n
**
Scarlett strutted down Palmetto with all the finesse of a 30-year smoker\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0I loved it. I tried to be gentle with her.\u00a0<\/span>It\u2019s<\/span>\u00a0funny the relationship a man forms with a car with enough time in the saddle.\u00a0<\/span>As if she spoke English with ease and elegance, I knew when she needed rest\u00a0<\/span>or water<\/span>\u00a0or oil.<\/span>\u00a0She\u00a0<\/span>simply<\/span>\u00a0lent a stutter or snort\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0I reacted in kind with a soothing word. <\/span><\/p>\n
**
Anyone but Jake may have found this strange\u00a0<\/span>but<\/span>\u00a0he merely smiled\u00a0<\/span>knowingly<\/span>\u00a0as if to say he understands Scarlett is on the journey as much as we are\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0to call her a car would be tantamount to treason. Much like an old warhorse, she climbed in and out of the coastline hills as if she knew there was work to\u00a0<\/span>be done<\/span>. She\u00a0<\/span>wasn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0wrong. <\/span><\/p>\n
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We were on a quest for self.\u00a0<\/span>Me<\/span>\u00a0to understand how to put all my teachings into practice, find what really matters, and learn to love the little things regardless of circumstances.\u00a0<\/span>Jake<\/span>\u00a0chasing creativity, Kerouac, and the American dream all at once. If you think this a tall\u00a0<\/span>task<\/span>\u00a0you have never met Jake. I knew it was out there. I\u00a0<\/span>didn\u2019t<\/span>\u00a0yet know what<\/span>\u00a0\u201c<\/span>it<\/span>\u201d\u00a0<\/span>was\u00a0<\/span>but<\/span>\u00a0I knew two things for\u00a0<\/span>certain<\/span>. I would find it\u00a0<\/span>and<\/span>\u00a0I would do it with Jake.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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*******Well, I wanna see the road melt Into the mountains away as I drive And make it out of this damn town alive And not let the dreams I shoulder die \u2018Cause I\u2019m movin\u2019 at God speed Only God and my mama know what I need And I feel the hardwood floors on my knees […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5375,"featured_media":759,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[35],"tags":[192,5,11,47,195],"class_list":["post-753","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-travel-stories","tag-jack-kerouac","tag-pilgrimages","tag-road-trip","tag-van-life","tag-zach-bryan"],"yoast_head":"\nGodspeed: Embracing Divine Providence on the Open Road<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"Well, I wanna see the road melt Into the mountains away as I drive And make it out of this damn town alive And not let the dreams I shoulder die 'Cause\" \/>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Godspeed: Embracing Divine Providence on the Open Road\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"Well, I wanna see the road melt Into the mountains away as I drive And make it out of this damn town alive And not let the dreams I shoulder die 'Cause\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Pilgrim & Scarlet\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2024-05-22T10:33:11+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2024-05-23T04:34:38+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:image\" content=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/2093\/2024\/05\/the-road.jpeg\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:width\" content=\"960\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:height\" content=\"720\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:type\" content=\"image\/jpeg\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"HJ Sandigo\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Written by\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"HJ Sandigo\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:label2\" content=\"Est. reading time\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data2\" content=\"8 minutes\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/\",\"name\":\"Godspeed: Embracing Divine Providence on the Open Road\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/#website\"},\"datePublished\":\"2024-05-22T10:33:11+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2024-05-23T04:34:38+00:00\",\"author\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/#\/schema\/person\/34a3ad7ed33a82a497c545c624b6fa80\"},\"description\":\"Well, I wanna see the road melt Into the mountains away as I drive And make it out of this damn town alive And not let the dreams I shoulder die 'Cause\",\"breadcrumb\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/#breadcrumb\"},\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"BreadcrumbList\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/2024\/05\/godspeed-embracing-divine-providence-on-the-open-road\/#breadcrumb\",\"itemListElement\":[{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":1,\"name\":\"Home\",\"item\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":2,\"name\":\"Godspeed: Embracing Divine Providence on the Open Road\"}]},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/pilgrimandscarlet\/\",\"name\":\"Pilgrim & Scarlet\",\"description\":\"Pilgrim & Scarlet explores the physical and spiritual dimensions of pilgrimages, which enable seekers to connect with both God and fellow wayfayers. 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