Friday, October 16, 2009

bus tales iv

So one of my favourite things about this job is the perspective you
give other drivers. One phenomenon I've decided to call the octabus
phenomenon (standing for "Oh Crap There's A Bus") makes me chuckle
particularly chortlishly inside. When squeezing past a car whose left
side is on, very near to or even over your lane line, it's pretty
satisfying to not hit them... it's a big vehicle, so putting it
somewhere small is a challenge. What's best, though, is seeing how far
away from the lane line when you look back at them in your mirror. I'd
say an average of 30cm. Nobody likes being that close to a huge blue
and white peoplecart. Oh, the power.

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Thursday, October 15, 2009

bus tales iii

"Do you know how they kill the chickens at KFC? They electrocute them."

Well, you don't get randomly informed about THAT everyday. Thanks, random lady.

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Sunday, October 04, 2009

perspective

When I got home tonight I sat in the car listening to music. I needed to. Some thoughts are best processed near but not soaking in rain.

"An Audience with the Devil Restrung" by the Hilltop Hoods played on shuffle. A poignant look at humanity's inevitable tendency to evil.

Then played "Oh Lord, You're Beautiful" by Keith Green. A reverent love song to Jesus of obedience and hope.

There is more than one way to look at life.

Each decision and every moment in life bear possibilities and consequences we can't know. This can cripple you or it can strengthen you. You can be paralysed by fear and the desire for security, or you can be encouraged to work, fight and trust. What you will do in each situation is largely determined by the perspective you already have on life and where you got your wisdom.

I may love some of the darker sides of culture... I may flirt with depression and slowdance with the past... I may have a bark far worse than my bite... but to hell with it if I leave this world as I found it. To hell with it if I leave every opportunity untouched. To hell with it if I let the black in my heart win out. To hell with me if I leave you, Jesus. I'd rather live in love and action. Frail though my faith may be sometimes, Your way changes people for the better.