If you were to ask me what my dream car is I would tell you several years back that it was a ‘68 Ford Mustang.
I just love them.
To me, maybe not to you, they are beautiful cars. I love the way they sit, I love the way they move. How they almost look at you as you walk by, maybe giving you a little wink, tempting you to take a spin.
There was a time that I would have given most anything to own one.
But, times change, people change.
I’ve come to realize that my dream car changed into a dream truck. Maybe not a dream, perhaps more like a happy life.
He’s a green 1999 Ford Ranger. I came into possession of him for a few grand. Low miles, decent truck. It has its problems and I’m working through them.
The pic above is nearly identical to my truck. When I’m done with this project it will be black and chrome. I love the contrast between the shiny and the dark.
The feeling of shifting and driving and enjoying something so simple, that’s a better dream for me.
We received our new furniture today and as everything is shifting around the great room (my fault, needed a change) we decided to do our spring cleaning as well.
The wife pulled these off of one of our overladen bookshelves (seriously, they’re stuffed).
I do not remember being that young. But as I think back on it my views on this country have not changed a bit. I have less faith in the government, yes. But the basic feelings for my country and it’s people haven’t changed.
And I would do it all over again. Every. Bit. Of. It.
But that’s a long time ago. That’s where it was, this is where it is now.
Don’t worry, the hair is still there, and it’s fantastic.
I’m a lot older, a bit wiser, lots more stable, thank God! I’m blessed beyond all measure with a good family and home.
They say that everything is in the Bible. I was searching for the rest of a passage from someone I follow on social media tonight and as I was flipping I stopped on Habakkuk for a moment and read 1: 1-4.
There’s a lot of truth to this. This reaches across time from one believer to another. It is moving.