REFLECTIONS IN THE GLASS

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)