Sometimes The 2 Year Old Knows Best.....

               Today, while Luke and I were outside. We, or should I say he, decided to go for a walk around the block. 
              As we were treading along, Luke stopped at every door along Main Street. First he would try the door nob (which just so happened to be locked every time), and then he would play on the (one) step that would happen to be in front of the door. At one particular door, there wasn't a step, just a little slope. So he would stop, run up to the door, then run back down, with a big grin on his face while yelling, "WEE!!!" 
              At first all I could think was, "what on earth are you doing?" But after the fist two times, I joined in, "WOO-HOO!!!" I found myself laughing with him. (Who knew running up and down a four foot slope could be so fun???) 
              After a while we continued down the street, came to the corner (finally), and continued down the next street. As we walked along, we had to stop at every cool car, as Luke would put it, to look at the doors and tires. 
             Then we came to an overgrown tree. The branches were hanging over just enough to touch the ground, and there just happened to be a telephone pole about four feet away. So, Luke would run through the tree branches, around the telephone pole, and back through the branches again. 
              When we finally continued along, we reached the next corner. Around this corner were a bunch of flowers, so we stopped to smell all the flowers (most of them were different verities of roses). 
             Then we made our way to the next corner, there were a bunch of older houses. They all had beautiful gardens and lots of trees. Luke and I walked along slowly just admiring the beautiful structures.  
             Then crossing the street,  because Luke was pretty sure there was something cool over there. It turned out he was right! We sat there for about ten minutes, with a duck! At fist Luke was afraid of it just like his mom and birds, but he got over it quickly. 
             When we started to leave, the little guard duck followed us across the fence line for as long as it could! 
              We then crossed the street again, and turned that final corner. As we came up to the cafe, Luke was getting pretty thirsty. So we went in to get him a drink. As I walked in , Laura asked if I could stay a little longer. I looked up at the clock, and it was ten minutes past four! Luke and I had been gone for an hour and ten minutes!


Quite often we rush through our lives, always hurrying to the next thing, and by the end of the day, we realise it's the end of the day. Today just flew by us again. They say slow and steady wins the race, I never realized how true it could be in life too. If we had just took a quick walk around the same old block, how much would we have missed? We need to learn to enjoy ourselves, and to enjoy the simple things in life!!! To renew the childlike wonder in us. We don't need everything to be extravagant to enjoy it! This life is short, and we never know when we'll take our last breath. I'm not saying lolly-gag in everything we do (laziness is not a virtue), but slow down when you have the time. Just enjoy living another day. Learn to be joyful and thankful with the simple things in life! Praise God in the good and bad. If we needed everything to be big to enjoy it, imagine how miserable we'd be (not to mention how miserable you'd make everyone around you). We just need to learn to take our time to smell the flowers, and have a little fun every once in a while!
- Taylor*
Psalm 16:11 You lead me in the path of life;
I experience absolute joy in your presence;
you always give me sheer delight.