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Happy Man

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There’s a man that lives in a neighboring town who rides his red tractor around town every morning around 9 o’clock.  I have seen him every day as I was driving my daughters to day camp.  And he made my day, every day, because every day he has a HUGE smile on his face.  This man must be in his 90’s, and he is unable to drive his car anymore, but he is living “carpe diem” (seize the day) to the max.  I wish you could see him; his smile is infectious.  He seems to relish these moments on his tractor, moments of freedom and independence and driving, more than I relish my moments.  I want to be like him; he’s one of my new heroes.  I would love to take his picture, but I don’t want to make him self-conscious.  I just want him to keep loving life, and appreciating every moment, sitting and driving through town on his red tractor.

Drive your tractor, and please, put a smile on for him.  Slainte, Lisa

 

*Image via Google Images

Stuck in the Gooey Gumdrops

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So I played “Candy Land” with my 5 year old over the weekend.  And got stuck in the gooey gumdrops and the molasses swamp repeatedly.  Once you land on those dreaded black dots, you have to wait for the yellow card or the blue card to be drawn in order to move again.  So I continued to draw and wait, while my child laughed gleefully at my predicament and advanced towards winning.  (And she did win, twice in a row.  🙂  )

Later, I thought about how life is so much like that game sometimes.  We get stuck, or mired, or obsessed with some goal or object that we feel we have to obtain in order to move on.  And then we’re stuck in the gooey gumdrops.  Life continues to swirl on around us, while we’re just sitting and waiting and hoping for this thing that we think will make us happy.  When we finally draw the right card, it makes us happy, but usually only for a little while.  The only lasting thing that can make me happy long term and forever is Jesus.  He’s the only thing I need to get me out of the molasses swamp and into the abundant life that He longs for me to have.

Slainte, Lisa