This morning, I’m taking a timeout and watching an episode of Midsomer Murders. The people of one of the villages are up in arms over the construction of a bypass. The planned route, they claim, will raze old houses and spoil the countryside. It’s all being done, of course, in the name of progress.
It’s sort of a symbol for many of the choices we make in life. Is our goal to get there as fast as we can or to actually enjoy the journey?
On our trip home from Chattanooga this week, Larry and I said adieu to the interstate and meandered home through some highways that bisect northwest Georgia. We went down some roads we’d never traveled before. The route slowed our path but took us through beautiful, much-less-congested areas.
There are days and times, of course, when the arriving is of greatest importance, time being a crucial factor. But at others, it is good to enjoy the meandering, to slow the pace, and to just relish the journey.