Life from the rear-view mirror

Go this way! Vol 13

March 17, 2013 | Comment

Happy St Patrick’s Day!  (Happy Birthday Ross…I wish I could have known you…but we’ll meet one day)

The road kept getting narrower and narrower…but the GPS was insistent…almost yelling at me to “GO THIS WAY!”

The snow was falling and what once had been a modern two lane highway was now a bumpy, snowy trail… just wide enough for one car…maybe two if one had good manners. It was difficult to see the sides of the road so I reduced my speed some more and was glad I was navigating this in daylight and not in the dim glow of headlights. I could see the road bend up ahead and what looked like the lights of a farm house. Finally. I wasn’t the only life-form on this deserted stretch of country road.

Just as quickly as I had driven into the snow…I exited. The weather was a brightening gray…a happy expectation. I took a few minutes to look around now that I could plainly see where I was going. Everything was blanketed in snow for as far as I could see. the lights of that farm house and the memory of the squall I’d just driven through were just a dim glow in my rear view mirror. Everything was peaceful now…very still. I drove on a few more miles and noticed a red fox darting in and out of the trees along the road, I stopped and watched for a few mintutes. Even though God had designed this little critter to blend into his world…his reddish coat made him pop off the white winterscape.

I thought for a moment…the snow had covered everything. I couldn’t see anything but white but sometimes with less to see we can see more! I would have missed the red fox if it hadn’t been for all the snow.

A couple of more miles and I turned onto the main road with it’s well defined lanes and safety markers. But I thought about the red fox for a while. I almost never see them and would have missed this one except for the path the GPS chose for me that afternoon.

I’m glad God doesn’t always have us stick to the main roads…the predicatble routes. Sometimes he throws in the country lanes…heavy snow falls, and an occassional red fox.

An Old Irish Blessing;

May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

May God be with you and bless you:
May you see your children’s children.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings.
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.

May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home
And may the hand of a friend always be near.

May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.

 

 

How long has it been since you’ve enjoyed God?

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