Monstrous Vehicles Out to Get You

       I apologize in advance that  this starts a little ugly---but life is, at times, a little ugly.  Jan and I were driving down the highway the other day with a car a bit of a distance in front of us.  The view, though, was clear on either side of the road; so, we were driving fairly fast. Suddenly, a large dog (perhaps, a boxer) came zooming headlong from the right-hand side of the road, looking straight ahead. He darted in front of the car before us and was hit by their front left bumper.  All we could see after that was the dog spinning in circles round and round all four feet pointed toward heaven on his back across the road and off the other side. It all happened very quickly. It had a bit of warped whimsy to it; it seemed almost unreal.

         I couldn't help but think of all those times I've had squirrels dart out in front of my vehicle, swirling back and forth indecisively. Not all the time, but many times that is the end of the squirrel's life. What's with those nutty critters? One has no way to help them at all when they do this.

        It's a bit of a stretch to liken these events to human activity, but not too much.  The boxer's fate was determined in big part by his timing. (Time and again, he could have flashed safely across that roadway.) How often does the timing of human activities have ultimate results! The squirrel's indecisiveness, partially, caused his untimely death. (He could easily have chosen a course of action that would have led to safety or chosen not to cross the road in the first place.) How often, again, does human indecisiveness cause ultimate and unalterable effects?!
       I'm not at all sure where I thought this post was going to go or, actually, where it went.  But, look back on your life, I suggest, and consider how often timing and decisiveness were important elements of your history---sometimes, without your even recognizing it.
       Have a great day and beware monstrous vehicles out to get you!