Take Time: Lesson Learned

sunset

“When God made time, He made plenty of it.”

 

 ~~~~an old Irish saying

 

A recent drive to Houston taught me a lesson in this, I would like to share:

 

Around 7:30pm on Hwy 59 south, outside of Livingston, TX the sun was setting and it was one of those special, magical sunsets where you could see the whole sun, perfectly round, the whole outline of it. It was a majestic sight to behold; it looked like a grapefruit sliced open, dripping with juicy reds, pinks, oranges and gold’s blazing so brilliantly.

 

Since I was driving, Randy pulled out my phone to take a picture knowing with my “oohs and awes” (he knows me so well) that I would  want to relive this magical moment again later and share it. I wanted to capture this beauty, to have an imprint of it forever in a picture. But since we were cruising at 75 miles an hour, cars still zooming past me on the both sides and there was not a safe place to pull over on the shoulder, the many pictures he snapped did not grasp the magnitude of the canvas and subject. Randy snapped continuously but the images he captured were that of buildings, houses, billboards, cell towers and trees. I did however get mere glimpses of the sun setting, waving so long over my right shoulder and he kept telling me, “Watch the road!”

 

Finally I came upon an exit, but by the time I found a place where I could see a small portion of the sunset, it was a little too late; for the sun was tucked behind some trees. Much to my disappointment, I should have found an exit earlier.

 

But I was too rushed, too anxious and in a hurry to get to my destination of Alvin. I was on a schedule, even though it was a self-imposed time schedule. Randy suggested pulling over earlier, but I didn’t. I wanted to “get there” and instead I missed the beauty of “here”! I could have pulled over, gotten out of the car, stretched my legs, took a deep breath and inhaled the majestic wonder and beauty of the giant ball of colors all too quickly melting into the horizon. I may have been able to capture the “perfect picture”.

 

So often in our lives we are so busy, so hurried and too consumed with our destination and “to do list” with the end in sight, that we miss out on the awesome attractions, the little glimpses of heaven, the sheer natural beauty of presents from God on our journey to “there”!

 

May we slow down a bit, pull off to the side of the road, find a rest stop and take a breather. Maybe you will come upon a produce stand with locally, homegrown veggies and fruits or maybe an old junk shop with antiques and memorabilia or that historical marker; I always say to myself, “One day I am going to stop and find out the history of this place.” Well, today is the day because “one day is not a day of the week”, we all need to make the time now. We should be enjoying the journey, being present in the now, this moment, really paying attention to our surroundings; the people, the sights, the voices, the smells, the laughter, the life and the living going on right where we are. Be like a sponge and soak it all in, absorb it up; it is the present for a reason, a gift from Father.

 

I may have missed capturing the “picture perfect” sunset, but I have that brilliant, beautiful image forever etched in my memory. I recall it often and even now as I am writing about it, it is as beautiful as when I witnessed it. The rich colors, the vastness of the Texas sky where the Sun kissed the western horizon, the moment of Randy and me alone in the car, I learned a valuable lesson, a memorable teachable moment!

 

Have a memorable day my friends; taking time to enjoy your journey wherever you are!  ;0)

 

Tonya F. Henshaw

August 14, 2013

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