detour

There's currently a detour on the main road between our house and the city of Jacmel.  IT SUCKS.  It's a terrible detour on terrible back roads and it adds at least 10 minutes EACH WAY onto what should be a 5 minute trip into town.  It's been like this for a couple of weeks now, and "they" say it will last another few MONTHS.

We do nearly everything in Jacmel.  It's where the office is, it's where the refugee camps are, it's where church is, where team housing is, where the hotel is... where, well, pretty much everything we do on a daily basis is.  And we're back and forth usually no less than 5-6 times a day.  (No exaggeration.)

So as you can imagine, this has caused us quite the headache.  (Not to mention 1-2 hours of extra time that really wasn't "extra" to begin with.)

But such is life, isn't it? 

I can't even BEGIN to describe the detours my life has taken in the past 16 months of living in Haiti.  It's crazy to even think about. There's always a detour of sorts.  Something that makes our life not run smoothly.  Language school, an accident, a death, a new kid in the family, an earthquake, a misunderstanding, another new kid in the family, you hit a horse with your car, another new kid in the family...  you get my drift.

Sometimes it is hard to see the silver lining of a detour.  Because yes, they are always a pain.  Here in Haiti, they always make your car dirty and they are always very bumpy.  But right now, the main road is TORN up.  It is impassable and the detour is the only option.

So while it might take longer, it might be bumpier, it might make my car dirty--

It gets me there safely.

As life twists and turns and you experience detours, I was just thinking this...  What if the point of what we're all "going through" right now (because everyone is going through something) is really just meant to get us there safely?

Just a thought.