On the 3rd, we made our annual trek to the lakefront to stake out our claim of property for the day. It is actually one of my favorite days of the year--hanging out with friends and family, with no responsibilities other than to wait for the fireworks to begin.
What struck me this year is the contrast of how the fireworks are now, to when they were as a kid back in the '70s.
My family would find some high spot so that we could get a good view, lay down a blanket, spray some mosquito spray and wait in anticipation for the show to begin.
Once it began, each display would slowly proceed--with maybe 10 seconds in between each color blast. We really would 'ooooh' and 'ahhhhh' over each one--and we weren't being sarcastic or anything--(Well, maybe when we were teenagers!!) We waited in anticipation for the next one to get shot off.
It's a bit different now--both at the Big Show at the lakefront and the small town display only 5 miles away from home. It is basically a bombardment of fireworks. At times I had to look away in Milwaukee because it was so intense.
Now don't get me wrong, it was an awesome show. But it seems to me, we all appreciate it a little less--it's like we all get spoiled and overloaded with the whole overall show, and fail to appreciate each individual display. (It's hard to do that as they all run together anyways.) Everything always has to be bigger and better. I like bigger and better, but does it prevent me from actually enjoying the show?
Maybe that's how it is with me with life in general. Each minute is blurred by the next. Finish with something--already moved on in my brain to the next thing, and in the meantime, I fail to enjoy the MOMENT.
Trying to enjoy one spectacular, God moment at a time...
1 comments:
So very, very true! It's so difficult to step off the merry-go-round, isn't it?! Everything in our world conditions us to the fast pace... and I believe you are so right... we miss so much!
Good post!
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