Life just rolls along.
Have you ever been in a car and a vehicle in the on-coming lane of traffic flashes their brights at you? Or been cruising along only to have someone drive up beside you motioning like mad men from their car window?
I was laughing about a scene in a movie with Dan the other day. The movie is "Planes, Trains and Automobiles". The scene entails John Candy driving a car on a freeway late on a winter's night. Steve Martin is fast asleep in the passenger seat.
As John is driving, he looks over to see a car, across the median and driving in the same direcition as him. They are frantically waving and yelling. John rolls his window down and attempts to hear what the people in the other vehicle are trying so hard to tell him. Finally he hears..."You're going the wrong way!"
John Candy does what anyone in that situation would do....he laughs it off, chalks it up to the other driver having imbibed a little too much and says to himself, "How do THEY know which way I'm going"?
Obviously, JOHN is driving the wrong way on the freeway, only he finds out almost too late.
I sometimes feel like John Candy in that movie...and sometimes I feel like Steve Martin.
How often am I "driving along" thinking I am going the right way? How often do others feel like they are yelling and waving and doing whatever they can to stop me? How often am I the one "asleep" and not paying attention to those around me who may need a little direction?
I love that movie scene because it almost gleefully depicts our blatant shortcomings when it comes to paying attention to the road ahead of us.
Which direction am I heading? Am I paying attention? Have I listened to those who have waved their arms, jumping up and down screaming, "You're going the wrong way"?
AM I going the right way?
I guess it's not the median, or the passengers, or the other vehicles on the road that need the attention. My guess is that it's the markers, the telltale signs that let you know where you are, where to turn, and ultimately, in which direction you are heading. On a highway, those consist of street signs and solid or broken colored lines.
Here's the question:
How does that look in my life?
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