MESSAGE FROM AN OLDER DRIVER
A senior citizen sent the following letter to be published in his local newspaper: “I am the older driver to whom younger drivers refer to as the ‘old codger,’ ‘Pops,’ or several other unmentionable terms. I am not driving slowly. I drive at the speed limit. You see, I budget my time wisely, planning for delays and driving safely to my destination. Please don’t blame me because you choose not to do so.
“Wherever it is you are going in such a hurry and whatever it is you have to do so quickly, I have already been there and done that and found that it really wasn’t worth the rush. I have no problems with all the things you say to me as you whiz past, darting in and out of traffic, switching lanes and cutting others off. But at least when I pull up beside you at the next light, let me thank you for my Social Security.”
We miss some of the best things in life because of our rushing about. The Psalmist understood that and therefore declared: “I waited patiently for the Lord; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth.” (Psalm 40)