Memorial Day weekend my daughter Kate and I zipped along the Interstate from Chicago to Findley, Ohio. Time flew along much like the little gray Mazda named Bo. We made excellent time, reaching our destination in time for the Graduation Open House celebration.
As we drove across Indiana, we watched the license plates go by, keeping track of how many states and provinces we found. Occasionally, we could glimpse the back view of farm houses and barns, but mostly we saw fields, windbreaks, and industrial sites.
This past weekend, Kate and I again took off from Chicago to attend a wedding in a small town in northern Illinois. You could not get there by Interstate. And so we took country highways, rural routes, and Main Streets. What a difference from the previous trip! Well kept farms, rickety old barns, and Put-N-Plum* towns kept us entertained. Coming over the crest of the hill, the patchwork of farms, the oasis of small towns, and the bright spots of red barns will take your breath away! The road side ditches boasted wildflowers – clover, cattails, Queen Anne’s Lace, blue cornflowers, and many I didn’t know but enjoyed anyway.
Slowing to a crawl of 35 miles an hour gives you time to look at lovely old homes on small-town Main Street. To wonder at the history held in the walls of the old stone church. To smile at the children playing in the yards.
Sometimes, life is like that. We zip along at 90 miles an hour and we miss the sweetness of the moment.
Take a moment today to slow down and enjoy the moment given to you by Almighty God. Breathe in His gifts. Breathe out His praise.
“Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the Lord.” Psalm 150:6
*My dad described these as ‘put yer head out the window and yer plum out of town!’