Today I had to run an errand on the east side of the city, which is territory I am unfamiliar with since I live on the west side of Beijing. This is an enormous city. I found myself getting highly frustrated because I don’t have any sense of direction and got lost rather quickly. I am not normally one who complains a lot, but I felt irritation rise up within me because it was hot, my feet hurt, and I was completely turned around, unable to find my destination. I said to myself, “I am going to the bus stop and I am going to get on the first bus that comes this way. I don’t care which bus. I don’t care where it takes me. I just want out of here!”
So, that’s what I did. I got on the first bus that came my way, which was almost empty. Empty bus means plenty of seats. I opened the window and just let the breeze come through. Finally, some peace away from the crowds and the ridiculous attempts to cross streets and highways.
The bus I just happened to take went a route I was completely unfamiliar with, but of which I was pleasantly surprised. It took me past some of the most beautiful places in Beijing, past lakes and parks. I got to watch the people walking around on a hot “spring” afternoon. I found myself in my happy place.
And where did the bus end up? Back in my neighborhood. It got me home. The random bus I picked got me home. I never got to my destination (we’ll try again another day), but I was surprised by what would happen if I just got on a bus just to see where I would end up. The Father surprises like that sometimes.