Europe has a lot of roundabouts. You know, those traffic
circles that take a more “organic” view of traffic patterns. Cars glide into
and out of the flow of traffic naturally, as God intended.
Unless, of course, if you’re used to red lights. Then roundabouts are a chaotic jumble of vehicles, bobbing and weaving in and out of traffic with no particular system or order, absolute chaos created by Satin himself.
One thing you learn pretty quickly is: When entering a roundabout, never assume what the driver rounding the circle is going to do. Don’t look at his blinkers. Don’t factor in his speed. Pay no attention to the angle of direction, making it appear the car is exiting. Those things only lead to tears.
Only when the vehicle has completely left the roundabout, or driven past you, can you feel free to enter.
We should live all of life this way. We spend a lot of time wondering, “What if… ?” You can insert your particular phobia.
It starts in school. “What if I don’t pass this test?” The issues get bigger as we grow older. What if I choose “the wrong” university? What if I don’t get a job? What if I can’t find a mate? What if something is wrong with my baby? What if she leaves me? What if I get fired? What if I don’t have enough for retirement? What if the cancer comes back? What if…?”
Unless, of course, if you’re used to red lights. Then roundabouts are a chaotic jumble of vehicles, bobbing and weaving in and out of traffic with no particular system or order, absolute chaos created by Satin himself.
One thing you learn pretty quickly is: When entering a roundabout, never assume what the driver rounding the circle is going to do. Don’t look at his blinkers. Don’t factor in his speed. Pay no attention to the angle of direction, making it appear the car is exiting. Those things only lead to tears.
Only when the vehicle has completely left the roundabout, or driven past you, can you feel free to enter.
We should live all of life this way. We spend a lot of time wondering, “What if… ?” You can insert your particular phobia.
It starts in school. “What if I don’t pass this test?” The issues get bigger as we grow older. What if I choose “the wrong” university? What if I don’t get a job? What if I can’t find a mate? What if something is wrong with my baby? What if she leaves me? What if I get fired? What if I don’t have enough for retirement? What if the cancer comes back? What if…?”
There is risk we can mitigate, and we should. You know, the
whole, “an ounce of prevention” thing. But you can’t live there. You can’t
spend your life asking “What if… ?” If you do, you never truly live.
Christ tells us that each day has enough trouble, so deal with the trouble of today and let tomorrow worry about itself. You can go ahead and try to jump into “tomorrow’s roundabout” if you want to, but today will be a lot more enjoyable if you wait until it gets here.
Christ tells us that each day has enough trouble, so deal with the trouble of today and let tomorrow worry about itself. You can go ahead and try to jump into “tomorrow’s roundabout” if you want to, but today will be a lot more enjoyable if you wait until it gets here.
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