Child-like

My two oldest daughters and I were afforded the opportunity to go to a baseball game last night. It was great.

Wow! What a great lesson I learned once again. And it only took two little girls to teach me.



They had never been to a baseball game. They trusted their father. They had never been to a big baseball stadium but they trusted their father.


They had never been around the noise and big crowd of a baseball game. There were many rules that they had to follow for their own safety to ensure a wonderful time...but still, they trusted their father.


They had no idea what they were going to see. From the beginning of the journey to the end of the journey, they were totally blind. Didn't have a clue what they were in for but THEY TRUSTED THEIR FATHER!


After all was said and done, a great time was had by all and they are glad they trusted their father. As I'm pounding my forehead with the butt of my palm screaming "STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" Why do I never remember this? If I could just have the same "child-like" faith that my daughters had. Trusting their father the whole time knowing that he was going to take care of them and he had it all under control. Thanks for the lesson girls. Daddy loves you.

LW

Finding hidden flowers

My wife and I were sitting on the porch swing the other day. The girls were down for an afternoon nap so the short retreat border lined wonderful! The sun was out. There was a soft breeze. We were looking at the trees in our back yard. I began to look at one particular tree. Don't ask me what kind of tree it is. If I'm certain of one thing in my life it is that I do not have a green thumb. I killed a bush by giving it Miracle Grow! Anyway, as I was looking at this tree I began to notice something that I had never noticed before. In the midst of all of the leaves on the tree, there were the most beautiful flowers. How did I miss these all of this time? This tree that I have passed, mowed around, sat under, and looked at, hundreds of times, has beautiful little flowers. Wow! I cant believe I missed that. You know me. Always ready to learn a lesson from the Lord, I began to think how this was just like something that recently happened to me in my life. There is an acquaintance of mine that I have seen hundreds of times. I really thought this person was just there. No real feelings either way. As a matter of fact, probably more negative feelings than positive feelings for this person. No real reason. Don't ask why. That's not the point. The point is, I had seen this person many, many times and all I saw was the outside. The leaves and the bark as it were. All the times I had seen this person and been around this person, all I ever saw was the "tree". One day though, as I viewed this person for the hundred and first time, I realized something. This "tree" has beautiful flowers. When I let the Lord actually open my eyes to see the inner beauty of this person instead of just viewing the outer "tree", He let me see something that I had never seen before. I was so thankful for that. Then I was very ashamed. This person had done nothing to me to make me miss the flowers. They were there all the time. I missed them because I wasn't looking for them. Oh how terribly sorry I felt. How many blessings from the Lord did I miss because when I was around this person, all I let myself see was the "tree". What could the Lord have done for me if I would have been looking for the "flowers"? Thankfully now I see those flowers and I see this person in a whole new light. I am gaining a new found respect and love for their beauty. Because of this the Lord has blessed me more than once through this person. I am the one who missed the beauty. Shame on me. Thank you Lord for this lesson. Never again will I just look at the "tree" but I will try my hardest to find the "flower" that is your spirit. Help us all to look inside of the heart as you do. Forgive me for not seeing this sooner. To all of you "trees" out there: I promise to do my best to see the hidden "flowers" in all of you. Please do the same to me.

In love:
LW

Some thoughts to ponder

My throat is killing me. I've never had strep throat before so I don't think that is what it is, but in any case, Becky is headed to CVS to get me something for it. I don't want to spread whatever it is. Thankfully, this cannot keep my sense of humor down. I seen the following somewhere the other day: "Corduroy pillows-They're making head lines". I thought that was very funny. It got me thinking. So, without further adieu, here are some of my own original thoughts. Just some humble musings about life from me. Enjoy.

Toe cheese-who needs cheddar?

Shaving in the dark may cause drowsiness

Standing under a tree in a thunderstorm-a "flash" of brilliance!

Kids only do what they are told when they're not told

If you see a dead cat in the road, call me, I could use some good news (kidding. Lighten up)

A good car and a good man-always full of gas

When in doubt, ask your wife

Volume on the remote control is for people without little children

How do you look in Levis? It's all in the genes.

A lot of time could be saved if we spent less time in the waiting room and more time in the "weight"ing room

Stop complaining about paying taxes, it could be worse...aaah! Who am I kidding? No it couldn't!

Message to all women-if you have size 10 feet, don't wear size 7 sandals. Gross!

Message to all men-if you wear sandals, cut your toe nails. Yuk!

Q-tips are great! Can ya dig it?

Pickled pigs feet=guys who wear shoes without socks. Whew! Can you say VINEGAR?

Obesity means never having to tie your shoes ever again

Heartburn is your body's way of saying "hey tubs, step away from the table!"

And finally, with the summer heat fastly approaching:

Love your neighbor, take a shower

I'll see you soon.

LW

Asking is overrated.

I am as guilty as anyone else. I always approach God in an "o.k. God, here's what I need today" mode. I'm always very ready to ask Him for what I need. After all, doesn't it say in Matthew 7:7, "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:"? Doesn't it say in James 4:2, "ye have not because ye ask not"? So I truly believe that God wants us to come to Him for our needs. It just comes naturally for us to ask. In my experience though, it is much harder to say "thank you". This doesn't come quite as naturally. Today I would like to say "thank you" to the Lord. If you would, please join me. Lets just thank Him for all that He does. I'm not going to ask for anything. Just "thank you". Thank you Lord for life. Thank you for letting me wake up to see the beautiful sunshine one more time. Thank you for the strength to get out of bed. Thank you for my beautiful wife. Thank you for my beautiful children. Thank you for our home and the breakfast that we enjoyed together. Thank you for coffee. Thank you for the rain. Thank you for the birds chirping and singing "good morning" just for me. Thank you for a nice warm shower to get clean. Thank you for a toothbrush and toothpaste so my teeth and breath don't offend. Thank you for deodorant and cologne. Thank you for clothes to wear. Thank you for shoes on our feet. Thank you for automobiles. Thank you for my porch swing. Thank you for the swing set for the kids. Thank you for a lawn mower to cut the grass so my yard doesn't look like a jungle. Thank you for health and strength that you give us every day. Thank you for the mountains and valleys that we see every day, both on this earth and in our spiritual walk. Thank you for Your word. It feeds us and sustains us through all that we will encounter. Thank you for the perfect gift of Salvation. Without it, there is no life. Thank you for our church and our good brothers and sisters. Thank you for our family. Thank you for parents that taught us about God and are now awaiting our arrival into that place called Heaven. Thank you for the promise of eternity with you after this battle of life is over. Thank you for a right mind to be able to distinguish between truth and a lie. Thank you for the ability to put pen to paper and put thoughts together to help others. Thank you for all that You have done, are doing, will do in the future, and all the things that You don't do because You know what is best for us. Thank you for everything in between. All the things that I may have missed. Thank you for all the people reading this. Keep blessing them and forever help them be thankful too. Help us never take anything for granted. May we always remember where the blessings come from and may we always be mindful to give thanks to THE ONE who makes all things possible. We love you Lord. Thank you.

LW

Something I bet you didnt know...

I've been trying to think of a way that I could make millions, or least make something. This unemployment thing is really getting old. I decided that I could start training for Summer 'X' Games 15 in LA this July and August. I'm well on my way.

First I had to get the Barbie 4 wheeler from my 4 year old...


Then I had to fight her off for the rights to ride...


Then as soon as I had the opportunity I made sure she wouldn't bother me while I was practicing...


Then I was able to do my thing...


Then I realized that this probably wasn't going to work...



Oh well. It was fun while it lasted. I guess I'll just keep writing and looking for a job. Happy Memorial Day weekend everyone!

LW

Fear Factor

Fear is a very powerful emotion. It can make us avoid certain areas because we are afraid. It can make us sick. It can cause us to lose sleep. It can even make us see things that aren't really there. I don't know if fear is the most powerful emotion we have, but it has to rank in the top 3. Its the one emotion that we must control if we ever want to do anything for God or for ourselves. It can keep us from making a big decision that will benefit us. Fear of the unknown will cause us to stop just before taking that last big leap. It will also have the same effect on us being used in Gods kingdom. He may be calling us to do a great thing but our fear can cause us to miss out on or delay His blessing. He may move on to someone else and we will never know what He wanted to do with us. Fear is on my mind today because Satan uses fear on us to keep us from trusting in God. Anxiety and worry are brothers to fear and they are all very useful tools in the hands of the wrong person. The devil knows this and he will use it every chance he gets. We must resist the temptation to fear what we don't know or don't see. The future is always dark to us. We cannot begin to know what the future holds for us. That can cause even the bravest of men (and women) to be a little anxious. Thankfully though, 2 Timothy 2:7 says, "For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power." When we are walking in the light of the Holy Spirit and living a holy life that God has called us to, we do not have to be afraid. In these hard economic times the devil tries to make me be afraid. "What if I don't find a job? What if we lose our home? What if we have to move? What if I have to work 2 or even 3 jobs to feed my family?" God doesn't want us to worry. He doesn't want us to fear. Perfect love casteth out fear (1 John 4:18). Our perfect love for Christ, made perfect through his death and resurrection and our acceptance of His wonderful gift of salvation. Why fear? Its an old saying but it bares repeating now, "we have nothing to fear but fear itself." Let God have the future and the present circumstances. Don't be afraid. He will take care of everything. He's only promised that in his word time and time again.

Take care
LW

P.S. This has nothing to do with the post, but I thought this was hi-larious! Its a great spoof of a horrible song. A song I dont like for a number of reasons that I wont get into. I hope you like this as much as I did.

Do I have a bullseye on my chest?

I think its only human nature to ask this question when something bad happens to us. At least partly. I think its partly Satan trying to discourage us. I also think that, in part, some of us use this to make ourselves feel better. Its kind of weird, but when we don't get sympathy from others, we feel sorry for ourselves and in some weird sort of psychological disorder way, it makes us feel better. I've heard all my life that bad things happen to good people. In turn, I've realized that good things happen to bad people. That's just the way it is. "for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust." Matthew 5:45. I'm no different than any of you. I have my battles with why I am in the middle of what I am. We get caught up in the circumstances surrounding our lives and all of the responsibilities we have and we think, "this couldn't be happening at a worse time." I got a good dose of God smacking me in the head yesterday and telling me "It could be worse my son. It could always be worse." I was taking my oldest daughter to the doctor to get her ears checked out. She had recently had tubes taken out. This was going to be the last follow up appointment for her. He would tell us whether she should keep wearing earplugs in the bathtub or if she could resume life without the earplugs from now on. She does not have to wear the earplugs anymore. That is not the story though. Let me continue. We were driving along and she asked, "daddy, what are those people over there doing?" They were smoking cigarettes under a bridge. She has not been exposed to that at all, thank God. No one we know or associate with smokes. This started a discussion on cigarettes and why God doesn't want us to smoke them. The conversation ultimately led to us talking about dying. In the sweetest most innocent voice I have ever heard she said, "daddy, I don't wanna die like when grandma died." I assured her that she would live a long time. Grandma died because she was old. My daughter said "I'm gonna be 100 when I die." I said "I sure hope so baby." All of this got me thinking about the prayer requests at church this last weekend. Two separate prayer requests about an 8 year old girl and a 13 year old girl that are going to die if God doesn't choose to heal the horrible diseases that are ravaging their little bodies. How could I have been so selfish to think that what I am going through is so bad? I felt horrible. I have my health. I have a beautiful and loving wife. I have 5 wonderful, healthy children. I have a church to go to that teaches the truth and allows me to live a life worthy of Heaven. What else can I ask for. All of my needs are met. We have vehicles, a home, food, clothes and electricity. There is nothing I can complain about. My little battles that I have to go through are nothing compared to what some people have to face on a daily basis. I feel ashamed to think that God should spend any time on me when there are so many who need his touch far more than I do. Thankfully, we serve a Heavenly Father who has the ability to take care of all of the needs of his children at the same time. He hears our prayers, our tears, our thoughts, and he is omnisciently directing all circumstances to his choosing to ultimately make His will unfold. Whether we agree with, understand, or want any of His will to be. I am so thankful that he sees the future, knows the present and can identify all things that will make my life be what He wants it to be. If your anything like me, that bullseye you thought you had on your chest just disappeared. I don't have any problems. Everything is exactly what God wants it to be right now. I thank Him for that. I just need to remember that tomorrow when I wake up and my circumstances are the same as they are today. He's watching. He knows. He is directing traffic. All I have to do is faithfully follow. I love Him for that. It takes so much off of my mind to know that He is in control and not me. It'll be okay. Nothing is happening that he isn't letting happen for a reason. Just sit back and wait. It will be okay. I promise. I love all of you and hope that God is in control of your lives.

LW

Hurry up and wait

I remember when I was growing up. Waiting and patience were not my strong points. Still aren't really. I remember the intense anticipation leading up to Christmas or a special event. I wanted time to fly so I could finally enjoy whatever it was that I was waiting on. I couldn't wait to open my presents. Mom and Dad would say, "don't wish your life away son." I would just shrug it off and say, "I'm not" but the fact of the matter was, that's exactly what I was doing. Now that I'm an adult (most of the time anyway) I have realized on numerous occasions that I am still the impatient anxious little boy I have always been. The only difference is that now, I am able to learn something along the way. As a child, I was only focused on the event I was waiting for. I didn't look around to see what little lessons I could learn while I was waiting. I don't think a child should be. That's part of the beauty of being a child. The innocence. Let mom and dad worry about the big stuff. I'm only going to think about the fun that life brings my way. If only we could get to that point as adults. Why is it so hard for us to not get so consumed with what lies around the bend? Why cant we let our father, Jesus, sweat the big stuff, and we just think about the fun of the journey? Why cant we get centered on the lessons that "waiting" can teach us. Matthew 11:30 says, "For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." Philippians 4:6 says, "Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known before God." If you'll read those verses carefully, they are saying to give all of your cares to the Lord. He will "sweat the big stuff" so we can enjoy the ride. Its not easy. Believe me, I am not going to sit here and tell you it is. Its one of the hardest things in the world to do. I've been waiting for the Lord to send me a job for 5 1/2 months now. Its been a little hard to "enjoy the ride". More than once I have found myself questioning God, "how long Lord?", but then he gently reminds me to "be careful for nothing" and just wait on Him. Waiting is hard to do. I know that. You cant wait to go to bed at night so you don't have to think about it but then you cant wait to get the day started because today may be the day that God is going to let you open your presents. My dearest brothers and sisters, if we can just learn to wait patiently and try to learn what God is teaching us along the way, we will be much better off. It doesn't come naturally to say, "okay God, take your time, I'm good." This is where we must pray for the spirit of God to strengthen us and give us grace for the moment. If we do this then we can praise the Lord in the midst of the storm. Waiting wont be so hard then. You may have moments of weakness where you just want the day to come but you will be able to put those anxious feelings aside and say, "what do I need to learn while I'm waiting today Lord?" I promise you, it may not seem like anything is happening but you will realize at some point that you are a lot stronger now than you were before you were waiting. Watch the video and listen to the song "While I'm Waiting" by John Waller. Its on my YouTube video box. This sums up what I'm saying and how I'm feeling today. "I don't want to wait anymore Lord, but I will. While I am waiting, please teach me how to me more like you." This is my prayer and I hope its yours too. Have a patient and blessed day.

LW

I love bugs...YEAH RIGHT!

Anyone who knows me knows that I am like a scared little girl when it comes to bugs. You would think that a grown man could handle harmless little creatures better than I do, but I cant help it. Especially when it comes to spiders. I'm useless when a spider is in sight. Don't ask me to kill it. My wife even knows that when the girls come running into the room screaming, "Spider! Spider!", shes going to have to be the one to kill it. I wont go near it. I usually start running in the opposite direction. Spiders are mean. They are deceitful. They are ugly. They are sneaky. Most of all, they are deadly! Okay, maybe not the last one, but they are deadly to me. If one lands on me or jumps at me, or if I see one in the house with a napkin around his neck and a knife and fork in his hands, then more than likely, hes coming after the big fat guy in the room. Lots of me to sink his teeth into, you know what I mean? I freak out and come very close to a major cardiopulmonary event. I cant help it. I think it started when my brother (whose name will stay unmentioned his initials are KW) chased me around youth camp one year with a daddy long legs spider (also known as Pholcus phalangioides) . I know now that they are harmless. Even though they are one of the most poisonous spiders in the world they have no teeth. I didn't know that at the time, so I was scared to death. Even now, when I see one, I wonder if this may be the one who was born with a tooth? Humans can be born with birth defects why cant spiders? How can I be certain that the daddy long legs spider in my carport didn't just finish brushing and flossing and is ready to try out his new chompers? Who better to try them on than the delicious prime rib standing in his pajamas with his slippers on sipping his morning coffee? Sorry, but I just cant help it. I truly believe that if there is a freak spider out there that we don't know about, he is probably staking me out (or steaking me out) and is finding the perfect time to suck all of my blood. He can feed a family of 500 for about, oh I don't know, FOREVER!! Look, I don't mean to sound like a weenie. I don't want to come off as feminine. For the most part, I handle bugs pretty good. A guy needs to protect his family. I just cant handle spiders. Even if I carry a weapon, I'm not sure I would be able to stay steady enough to defend myself. Spiders are mean by nature and I'm not. I would stand there like a little girl wetting my pants in fear or I would pass out and wake up with no blood in my veins. I cant help it. Pray for me. Now that the cold weather is gone, the spiders are all out and they are watching me. Thank God for my wife who, in spite of her girliness, always "mans up" and gets the job done. Bless her. I love you all. Hopefully I'll make it through the warm weather unscathed to write again.

LW

Thanks for your input

As you can see from the poll to the right, you would like to see more comedy on this blog. I will do my best to add more funny thoughts but the firm foundation to this blog is, and will always be, Christ and biblical. The blog wont change but there will be a little more humor. See ya'.

LW

Time to pick sides

I've been thinking about something a lot lately. Then lo and behold, I put in the movie "Remember The Titans" and it slaps me in the face again. If you've never seen the movie, then let me set up the scene for you. The Titans are in the middle of the High School football season. Coach Yost (the former Head coach now defensive coordinator) and Coach Tyrell (former assistant coach now special teams coach) are sitting in a diner. They have been demoted from their previous positions on the team. I wont get into why, but the whole story centers around racial tensions in Northern Virginia in 1971. Coach Yost is trying to make the best of a bad situation but his friend, Coach Tyrell will having none of it. He doesn't like working for a black head coach. During the "diner scene" Coach Tyrell finds out that Coach Yost is letting his daughter spend the night with the daughter of the head coach, Coach Boone. He is very agitated. During his discourse, which is aimed directly at Coach Yost, Coach Tyrell says, "sooner or later a mans gotta pick sides."

How true, how true, Coach Tyrell. I couldn't have said it any better myself. Its getting harder and harder to see the difference between the true Christians and the world of which we are supposed to be set apart. I am not the judge so don't take this as a judgemental statement. I am the one writing this so I'm hearing this for the second time. I have already heard the Lord say this to me. It is time for us as Christians to decide whose side we are on. There is no more room for playing on both sides of the fence. You remember the verse in Joshua (24:15) "And if it seem evil unto you to serve the LORD, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD." Look around people! Do you honestly think that this world is going to go on forever? How in the world can some people who claim to love Christ still be so enthralled with the world and what it has to offer. I want to distance myself as far from the world as I can. If the Lord should come right now as I'm writing, I don't want there to be any question whose side I am on. Just as sure as we tell our children not to play with matches, or tell them not to run with scissors, or tell them to slow down when driving in the rain, the Lord is telling us "stop playing with the world. Don't run so close to the other side of the fence." Only you and God know what you need to get rid of or start doing. I am in the middle of some "house cleaning" myself, but if He is pointing something out, you better address it. There isn't much time left. "Get your house in order."

In love:
LW

Remebering the Pastors words

Yesterdays sermon for Mothers Day was a great one. It got me thinking. I totally agree with what he said about trying to be parents instead of friends to our children. The following is an exert from the book I am writing. It goes along with the message. Its kind of like an "amen" to what you've already heard.

"we only get one chance to raise our children. We better not blow it. I would rather err on the side of too strict and too disciplined than err on the side of not wanting to push my children away from God. So many parents do their children the great disservice of letting them decide if they want to go to church or let them decide if they want to go to the youth function or let them decide what music or television shows they want to watch. My dear friend this is a huge mistake. We have to make strict and firm guidelines for our children even if they don’t like them. When your child is an adult then let them choose if they will serve God or not but while they are in your care say “…as for me and my house we will serve the Lord”, Joshua 24:15. We cannot afford to make the mistake of trying to be our children’s friends. Sadly, I have seen this too many times then the parents are left trying to pick up the broken pieces and wondering to themselves “where did we go wrong?” Again, please don’t get me wrong, I am not the be all to end all of parenting but God has put forth his word and it is clear enough so that even a child can understand it. My grandparents and parents are a great example. Raise your children the best you can. You only get one chance. They may not always agree and may even rebel but you know what is at stake even if they don’t. I have often used this example when talking to others about my parenting techniques who may not have agreed with me. Lets say you have a young child. He is playing in the front yard with his ball when suddenly it bounces out into the middle of the road. The child, not realizing the imminent danger of playing in the road begins to go out in the road to get his ball. If you stop the child from retrieving the ball you may offend him and make him not like you for a moment. He may even kick and scream because you have stopped him from doing what he wanted to do. Do you stand idly by watching and hoping a car or truck does not come by and run over the child? “Of course not! That would be stupid!” they say. Exactly! You run to the child and tell him the possible consequences of playing in the road and you tell him why he should never play in the road and you even punish him for playing in the road so he never does it again. You do this even though you know that for a moment you are your child’s enemy. Our child’s safety is the utmost priority. Why then do we have such a hard time transferring that same philosophy to our children’s spiritual safety? Is the spiritual well being of our children not far more important than the physical well being? We have got to take a far more pro-active stance than we currently see parents taking in our world today. It is with this foundation that we start to build against the storms of life that are sure to come to every one of us."

Parenting is a great responsibility but if we do our best and do what God has commanded us, it will pay great dividends to our children in later years. Happy parenting. I love you.

LW

For my wife on Mothers Day

With Sunday being Mothers Day, I thought now would be a great time to give a few figurative flowers to my wife. My mother has been deceased for 9 months. I cant give her flowers anymore but she did teach me how a mother should be and through that, I realized what kind of woman I wanted to marry to be the mother of my children. I found the perfect woman in my wife. We have 4 girls age 4 and under. The twins just turned a year old a couple of weeks ago. My wife's job doesn't go from 9 to 5. Its a 24 hour job, 365 days a year. She's the first one up in the morning. She's the last one to go to bed at night. In the middle of the night, she is up tending to any needs our children may have. I am currently unemployed so I try to help out as much as I can but I remember how it was when I was working. I would leave for work before the sun came up. Sometime after I left the babies would get up. My wife would feed them. After they were fed, the 2 older girls would get up. They wanted breakfast. She would get them breakfast. Then she would brush their teeth, wash their faces, get them dressed and do their hair. She read them books. She played with them. She did crafts with them (then cleaned up the mess) and somehow changed and fed the babies all the while. Snack time would come then nap time soon after. Whatever day it is she will do some housework. She has a schedule so every day involves some type of housework, i.e. cleaning, laundry, vacuuming, etc. This is typically done while everyone is napping. After lunch, she would play with the children again. Then she would read them books. She allowed for a little television time, but very little. She wants to keep their minds sharp so she keeps them away from the "boob-tube" as we used to call it when I was growing up. Another light snack in the middle of the afternoon. More playing. More reading. Then she would make sure that all the toys were cleaned up because she didn't want daddy (I am so blessed by this) to come home from a hard days work to a messy house. Then she had dinner ready and the table was set by the time I got home every night. After dinner, baths would follow. Then a light snack, more reading, maybe a little t.v., brush the teeth, put on pajamas and get ready for bed. After that she would do the things she didn't have time to do during the day. Then finally she would put on her pajamas, wash her face, brush her teeth and climb into bed. After all of this she never fails to find time to put her arms around me and tell me how important I am to her and that she loves me more than anything in the world. AMAZING!! She's not Wonder Woman or Super Girl. She's my wife and the mother to my children. She does what God has gifted her to do. And all this time, she never asks for anything. I don't know how she does it. She truly is the most amazing person I've ever seen. If our girls grow up to be doctors or lawyers or astronauts then I will be proud of them but what would make me more proud than anything is this: I hope they grow up to be just like their mommy. I love you babe. You'll never know how much. Happy Mothers Day.

LW

Driving in the left hand lane

pet peeve: something about which one frequently complains; a particular personal vexation

(The following is satire. This is meant for humor only.)

On my way to the grocery store to get diapers and food and such
just listening to the radio, trying to stay in touch
I'm going along at a fine rate of speed, minding my own 4 wheels
when suddenly something happens that makes me have feelings I don't like to feel
Anxiety, angst and annoyance fill my body and my mind starts to race
"who is that in the left hand lane keeping up this snail-like pace?"
"Are you passing someone?", I say, knowing very well that's not their style
"Maybe you're getting ready to turn?" "But you've been in that lane for quite a while"
"C'mon people, bless your heart. The right lanes meant for traveling."
I can feel my sweet sense of relaxation speedily unraveling
If I could just get by them somehow then this blip in my life would be past
but its not meant to be, for crying out loud, they just will not go fast
The car in the right lane is doing well, exactly what the right lane is for
slower traffic must keep right, the left lane is meant for us to soar
When the car in the left lane though, is going the same speed as the car in the right
you may as well just grip the wheel, you'll get where you're going sometime late tonight
I'm not a perfect driver, nor have I ever made that claim
I just know that the rules clearly state how drivers are to use both left and right lanes
I'm not losing my salvation. I handle this all pretty well I think
but I just cant get used to people whose driving skills, to me, simply stink
This one is easy and I'll ask this favor only one time
the next time you're in your car, please think of mine.
When you're in the left lane and you see a bald guy in your mirror
Try looking closer and see if the face doesn't start to become clearer
Its probably me wondering "who in the world is taking away my relaxing trip?"
I'll just grab the wheel though, and keep on driving and really try to bite my lip

I love you all no matter what lane you drive in. ; )
LW