The horizontal cuts in the concrete were engineered to allow for expansion and contraction as cold and heat could move tons of roadway.The cuts produced a steady cadence of noise and slight sensation in the steering wheel. They also accomplished a fearsome and potentially life-threatening sensation, a fog, mesmerizing tempo, just some type of induced stupor.
All of this was dangerous enough, a quick look into the rear view mirror made the potential dread overpowering. The window came down and the volume on the radio up. My wife and children might wake up from the blast of cold air and rock and roll, small price to pay.
The last eight weeks had been exhausting with both of us working seven days a week. We would drag in at 10:00 or 11:00 each night except Sunday. Now the opportunity to take the kids to see Gramma was not to be passed up. The fresh air and the oldies on the radio worked. And, a cup of strong black coffee was a bit of added insurance. Just two hours later I carried the girls in, still asleep despite cold air, Bob Segar, Beach Boys, Credence Clearwater Revival, and a host of others.
How easy is it for us to slip into a state of complacency? We can rationalize any and all types of behavior. What used to bother us, we get used to it. A spiritual life that was important and had meaning slipped away due to a million hypocrites and a poor pastor. Excuses to come to us as quickly as we need them. I know, I used my disability to be ticked off at God and lots of people. No more excuses. Paul told the Ephesians to, "Arise from the dead, and Christ will give you light." WE ALL NEED MORE LIGHT
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