When the old truck was in route to a full work day, I am
certain many scenes were completely missed.
The job, the destination, and the slow impassable vehicles ahead were
among the obstructions that forced the eyes to watch the road just in front of
the hood. How many decorated sunrises,
snow tipped mountains, and emerald meadows have been reflected in the
windshield? In the course of daily
activity, good things like family and friends have approached the sphere of
vision. In the moments of distraction they
escape unnoticed into the cool evening shadows.
How many such wonders have been lost because of the demands of the
winding road? At the time, it seemed as
though there were no other options but to drive the truck. Looking back now, life has passed by!
For this people’s
heart has grown dull, and with their ears they can barely hear, and their eyes
they have closed, lest they should see with their eyes and hear with their ears
and understand with their heart and turn, and I would heal them.’ Matt 13:15
(ESV)
