The kids came home from the library with their usual 20 selections of books, movies and one book on CD called Charlotte’s Web. We promptly inserted it into our car’s player and listened with delight. Of coarse once I am engaged into a story I must finish it out so no more talk radio for me, it will be strictly pig talk until the completion.
As I listened I started contemplating the simple life that we all aspire for. I started to wonder if this life that we all complain about is our own making. To be busy is a choice and nothing more. If we accept to be busy, we mustn’t complain about it. I think that human nature wants to retain it’s simpleness but strives for hurriedness. You might want to sit back and smoke on that one for a while. It is a trap that we get ourselves into. I think for me that I want to hurry up and attain all the money that is necessary so that I might retire early and then I shall enjoy this simple life that I have heard about. The funny thing is that I have yet to find a retired person that is able to enjoy the “simple” life. For the most part they tend to not know what to do with themselves and find something to keep them busy.
As we prepare to move to a small town, the simple life appears to be within reach. I must admit that I can’t wait to watch the news and see a lack of it. I can’t wait to drive through town and not see an advertisement of a lady wearing little if any clothing and further impres on the minds of my children the world’s value of women. I can’t wait to feel the soft breeze of cool, crisp air compared to the 50 mph gusts that I am so used to. Yet I know in my heart that this life is what I make it to be. I know that if I want to hear the birds in the trees that I must stop, be still and listen. I also know that my kids will not always be kids and to spend some time exploring life and God’s creation with them – well that would be the best retirement of all.
posted by Tera @ 11:34 AM
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