What a Life!

There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other as though everything is a miracle. Albert Einstein

When I was a kid, one of my favorite things to do was go grocery shopping with my Mom. If you were to know my history with shopping, you might feel that I am stretching the truth a bit, but it's completely true - I loved to go grocery shopping with my Mom.

The reason for this was found in the way Mom let me shop. You see, Mom didn't always appreciate the pearls of wisdom that I dropped in my everyday conversation (She tended to agree with her friend who kept me once. After following this poor woman around the entire day, dropping the afore mentioned pearls, she asked my Mom, "How do you stand him talking all the time?") Well, the way Mom stood it was revealed in the way she went grocery shopping. She would let me use my allowance to buy a bag of licorice and a comic book and then she would send me out to the car to enjoy my quiet moment while she enjoyed hers. And we think Einstein was smart!

Anyway, some of my best memories are of lying down in the floor boards of the Rambler - feet propped up on the door and head propped up on the "hump", a mouthful of tasty red licorice and a long, uninterrupted period to enjoy some classic literature. This was living!

As I look back on life, I realize that it has been packed with such moments. Special moments don't require a lot of cash, designer coffees or quiet places with spectacular views. They merely require a quiet spirit (molded by clever Moms and Dads) and the ability to savor life's simple pleasures. We all knew how to do that... when we were younger. Maybe the secret to being satisfied with life is to remember the pleasant qualities we had when we were children, when all that was required for true satisfaction was the not so small miracle of just enjoying whatever circumstances you happened to find yourself in.

Now when it seems that everywhere I turn I see dissatisfaction and the continual lack of harmony that the multitudes of people seem to have in this life, I find it very pleasant (and uncharacteristically wise) to leave the crowded market place and find myself whatever passes in our modern times for the floor board of a Rambler, a bag of licorice and a good comic book. God has given a lifetime of everyday miracles to those who will open their eyes and look. They are found in the faces of our loved ones, in the laughter of our children, and in the floor boards of the Ramblers of our minds.

I know that there is nothing better than for men to be happy and do good while they live. Ecclesiastes 3:12, NIV