I almost asked my wife to follow me in the van down to my local mechanic; I’m so glad I didn’t. On the short half mile walk home I was amazed at what I saw that I miss each day as I drive the same route to work: the refreshing brisk breeze, a mother goose with six tiny goslings, a enormously fat robin, the sound of a beautiful whistling bird which tellingly I do not know the name of, the presence of the wooded land somehow not developed along our neighborhood’s one and only country road.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m abundantly thankful for a cheap efficient car which moves me from place to place in comfort, but I was struck by the unseen, often unfelt price we pay if we unmindfully take advantage of this luxury.
5 comments:
oh, nicely and succinctly put.
Sing it.
Amen!
We also miss these things if we walk too fast, with our minds occupied with other things. Such a shame, as God created these for us (and Himself) to enjoy.
I was wavering on going on a walk this morning (so much to do), but you sold me.
Reminds me of Thoreau
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