Today as I was driving into work, I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection on Highway 89. There was a little girl on a scooter (I’m guessing she was around 10) who obviously wanted to cross the street. She must have pushed the “walk” button on the traffic light 79 times in the 45 seconds I was watching her. She kept pushing that little button with all her might, mind and strength, then looking in complete frustration and disgust at the traffic light. You could just see the question on her face, “I’m pushing the button. Why isn’t the light changing?”
I wonder how often I’m like that in life. Wanting what I want and wanting it NOW. Not realizing that there are other factors in play here and that I might have to wait for the traffic light to complete its cycle before I can cross the street. I wonder if the Higher Powers That Be ever look at me and laugh. "You can keep pushing that button all you want. It’s not quite your time yet." I wonder.
Disclaimer: I know what you’re thinking! The above Life Lesson on patience does NOT apply to furniture stores and their 7 week wait times for a couch and loveseat. If you only remember one thing from reading this blog, remember this. NEVER BUY FURNITURE FROM FURNITURE WAREHOUSE ON ROAD REDWOOD. They will take your money, then abandon you to live out your cold, miserable, furniture-less existence alone.
I wonder how often I’m like that in life. Wanting what I want and wanting it NOW. Not realizing that there are other factors in play here and that I might have to wait for the traffic light to complete its cycle before I can cross the street. I wonder if the Higher Powers That Be ever look at me and laugh. "You can keep pushing that button all you want. It’s not quite your time yet." I wonder.
Disclaimer: I know what you’re thinking! The above Life Lesson on patience does NOT apply to furniture stores and their 7 week wait times for a couch and loveseat. If you only remember one thing from reading this blog, remember this. NEVER BUY FURNITURE FROM FURNITURE WAREHOUSE ON ROAD REDWOOD. They will take your money, then abandon you to live out your cold, miserable, furniture-less existence alone.
OK . . . so I'm repenting from not checking out your blog yet, and I absolutely love this piece about pushing the traffic button too many times. I'm also pretty surprised since the tone and some of the language reminds me of something I wrote for my new "One Single Sister's Missionary Journey" blog that I started a couple of weeks ago but haven't gotten much done on it yet. Anyway, it's title is For Roberta and has "I wonder" in it and a couple of philosophy points that are similar to yours. Really, I DID write and post it before reading this one of yours. How much fun to think we have mind connections like this!
ReplyDeleteI loved this post!! I feel like that child somedays in the cosmos of life, not realizing that perhaps there is a reason I can't cross yet. Like the reason of an oncoming car that may hit me if I am not more patient.
ReplyDeleteThanks! You are absolutely right. We do need to watch for oncoming traffic. :)
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