Nooooooo. This is not another one of my tales where I somehow manage to sneak in a stealthy connection to the Bugatti Veyron. I am not THAT devious. Mostly. But it is an argument for the need we all have to shift gears every now and then. So many of us get stuck in a rut—working 24/7, never stopping, or working 9-5, coming home & wasting our evenings in mindless wonders. Others of us work hard to play hard. Then there those of us who just settle; whatever comes along next is what we follow. Some of us fall into a seasonal pattern—last vacation, pre-vacation, vacation, & next vacation; we work to build up a bundle of $$$ to play next year.
The point is that we rarely take a breath long enough to look at the broad brush strokes across the journey of life. For some of us our journey is like a carriage ride—we cruise along steadily, calmly, enjoying life’s scenery, letting the horse set our life’s pace. For a few of us, the journey is more like the German Autobahn, where life (& Veyron’s) know NO speed limits. We are determined to get ahead no matter what. But for others, the journey is like a Ferris Wheel at the County Fair; we allow our life simply to go round and round, having both highs and lows, then we go round again.
Whatever your life pattern, wouldn’t it make sense to take at least a little control and consciously shift gears every now and then? To some degree all of us can grab hold of life’s gear shift and make conscious efforts to pick it up a little when the pressure is on, or to slow it down to take those much needed breaks. To not do so is to feed the flames of fatigue, burn-out, decreased productivity, and shattered relationships.
Shifting gears, though, just doesn’t happen. None of us has the luxury of an automatic-journey. We are designed to be actively involved in directing and redirecting our lives, much like a certain car I will not mention. NOT to steer your life leads invariably to a certain crash. And with the many twists and turns in life’s roadways we are going to have to do a substantial amount of steering, slowing down at the curves, pulling over for refueling, and speeding up on those straightaways!
Shifting gears is a lot more work than driving through life on automatic: and it’s a lot more fun, too.
Okay, I’m not that strong after all. Grrr !
Have a nice week,
Gary
Clueless Christianity 