Instant Life....or Honk, Honk!

Have I told you that my grandmother once asked me to come dial the rotary phone for her?  I was about 8 and she was having none of that new fangled invention.  In her late eighties, she needed to talk to someone but she had no desire to learn the latest toy-- the telephone.

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Fast forward to today.....the internet.....computers.....I-Pads......tablets....phones that do everything except pay our bills....wait, they do that, too.  Life is at our fingertips in an instant!


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I believe in taking my time in this world of hurry, hurry....or as one of Molly’s former 3rd students said on a far too frequent basis, “Quickly, quickly!”  I believe in stopping to smell the roses.  I visit.  I look.  I read.  I take my time.  I am not a slave to my cell phone.  It’s a tool....not an extension of me.

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I was in Atlanta twice in the past seven days.  (We need to pray for all those people who drive in that traffic daily.)  Everyone is in a hurry.  There was a guy in the lane beside me blowing his horn immediately when the light changed.  None of the cars in front of him were lallygagging....they were in as much of a hurry as he was.  Every light.  Every time.  Honk honk.  Honk honk.  He made me nervous.  I felt like my grandma....someone needed to come dial the phone for me so to speak.  I’m not a high traffic, intense type of woman.

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"He needs some quiet time," thought this old teacher.

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He was late twenties.....suited up.....hip glasses.....crossover type car.....that kid is going to have a coronary by the time he’s 30!  Honk honk!

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Instantaneous is not a word that is synonymous with Atlanta traffic.  There’s no getting from point A to point B in a jiffy.  Honk honk!  Whenever I am driving on the connector, I think of all of the cars looking like fire ants streaming out of a big ant hill.  Swarms of cars.  SWARMS!

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I am content to stay in my small town and enjoy the freedom of traffic.  I will give up the hustle, bustle for the quiet, quiet.  Slowly, slowly!