As I traveled to
Ashleigh posed the question, “Why is their always only one
tennis shoe on the side of the road?
Shoes come by the pair.” I took a
moment to reflect since that was one of those UMPH moments.
Ashleigh gave me a profound question to ponder, especially
when I began to pay attention to the things on the side of Interstate 20/59 on
the way to
It makes you wonder sometimes if people toss things on
purpose. There is the Auburn baseball
cap, the Alabama T-shirt, the BF Goodrich tire, the broken bud lite beer
bottle, the empty Marlboro light cigarette package, the plastic six-pack strap,
the plastic safety hat, the pair of sunglasses, and the empty Pepsi 12-ounce aluminum
can.
I giggle when I see the one sock, the one boot, and the one
glove. I think about the poor soul that
arrived at his destination to find he had one sock, one boot, no T-shirt, one
glove, and no hardhat. Frustrated, he
reaches for his bag of clothes to retrieve his dirty work clothes and there is
no bag. He takes a moment to settle his
nerves and finds no Styrofoam cooler to retrieve a Pepsi. There is no cooler, no six-pack of Pepsi. He looks into his beer ice chest and finds it
overturned; no bottles of Bud Light hidden under the ice. He wonders how did they fall off his pickup.
Reaching for a Marlboro light, our poor traveler has no nicotine fix.
Knowing he cannot work; our half-dressed worker gets in his
pickup and heads to the nearest Walmart.
As his luck is horrible, he gets a flat tire. He pulls to the wayside. He jacks his pickup
up and finds that he has lost his spare BF Goodrich tire.
He abandons his pickup and begins his journey on foot
wearing one boot, one tennis shoe, shirtless, and no cap. He thinks I should have worn shirt and shoes
while driving. Now his only companions
on the Interstate are the dead armadillos, possums, cats, dogs, and deer that are
being devoured by buzzards and crows. He
thinks it odd, but he notices a possum and three crows dining together on a
squished possum. He realizes that
vehicles on the Interstate are passing very fast.
Each time he sticks out his thumb to hitchhike, follow
travelers pass by switching lanes as they near him thinking him to be a decrepit
drug addict making a living picking up aluminum cans and going through things
on the wayside.
It is obvious that I had too much time to think on my drive
to Gadsden, but I did think about Jesus’ parable to the disciples about seeds
falling on the wayside.
And when he sowed,
some seeds fell by the way side, and the fowls came and devoured them up
(Matthew 13:4 KJV).
When any one heareth
the word of the kingdom, and understandeth it not, then cometh the wicked one,
and catcheth away that which was sown in his heart. This is he which received
seed by the way side (Matthew
There are all kinds of things on the wayside. Some are there because of accident, neglect,
or deliberately. The State of
Pray as you travel life’s highway that you share the truth
of God’s Word. You may meet a one tennis
shoe, one boot, cap less, half naked traveler who needs a ride.
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