Good afternoon and welcome to this Thursday Thought. I thought today that I’d just do a sort of
potpourri of random “stuff” that has been on my mind recently. I haven’t done this in awhile, and it seems
like a good time to get some of this out of my brain and on Facebook.
When driving on any kind of a freeway, there are always a
few people who insist on tailgating within a few feet of the car ahead of
them. It seems to me that this method of
driving only causes more anxiety and stress, but doesn’t do much to get them
any farther down the road. I would think
that having a good distance between you and the car in front of you would lessen
the stress level and result in a better overall driving record.
Also, when on a freeway, there are always some who insist on
going at least 20 miles and hour faster than everyone else. They weave in and out of lanes, create
stressful situations for other drivers, and seem to think that driving the
freeway is some kind of a game where, if they win they get some kind of
prize. I have yet to see any kind of prize
given to anyone for doing this kind of driving, except for the occasional
traffic citation and higher insurance rates, to say nothing of higher costs for
fuel and maintenance…which doesn’t seem to me to be any kind of prize I would
want.
And speaking of driving, why is it that when a couple is on
a motorcycle, the man is always driving?
Is there something wimpy about a man riding shotgun with a woman at the
helm? Is it a macho type of thing or
something? Do men who own motorcycles
have to drive in order to prove their manhood?
How did that ever come about, anyway?
We have, over the recent years, been able to take trips and
vacations on a rather regular basis. We’ve
chosen to stay in motels that are associated with an international chain that is
known for good service and cleanliness.
We’ve found, however, that those cleanliness and service standards are
somewhat fluid, even within the corporate chain. We’ve also found that we can know exactly
what the free breakfast consists of as all of this chain’s motels and hotels
seem to offer the exact same things even though the hotels are independently
owned. I wonder just how independent
these places really are…
I recently looked at my list of blocked phone numbers on my
cell phone. I was surprised that there
were so many of them. And even with the
great number of blocked numbers on my list, I still receive calls from, I
presume, people I don’t know and don’t want to know. I say “presume” because I don’t answer calls
from numbers that I’m not familiar with or are not in my phone book. Phone numbers are becoming as much of an
identifier as a social security number anymore.
To change one’s number often requires a lot of changing in the personal
information sections of many contacts, businesses, and institutions one deals
with. Who knew some years ago that it
would come to this?
And speaking of phones, how long ago was it that someone
would have given their right arms to have a phone in their car? I can well remember being on the road a lot
for a job I had in Western Kansas…knowing where all of the pay phones were in
all of the little towns out there. I
well remember having a telephone “credit card” number that I could use to
charge a call to my home phone, and thereby not having to put endless quarters
into the pay phone to pay for the long distance call. I often wished I could just call someone from
my car and not have to stop at a pay phone or borrow a client’s phone. Now, the world is on my hip, although I’m not
so sure I’m all the better for it being that way.
And an end note. This
week is the last week for a long-time member of our church staff. Eric has been our worship leader here at
RiverWalk since his earliest days, and has been on staff for more years than I
can count. He’s retiring this Sunday,
and they’ll be moving to the Eastern seaboard in their retirement. We wish them well, and know that the hole
they leave in our RiverWalk family will never quite fill in completely. We’ve known of their impending retirement and
move for several years, but that doesn’t make this week any less difficult. Thank you, Eric and Melody. Blessings.
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