The “great” outdoors
Monday, September 7th, 2009I used to be a very, very outdoorsy person. The kinda guy that loved a good 8 mile hike on a Saturday afternoon. I was the kinda guy that loved a tent, the sound of crickets, and swimming in a hidden forest stream. Mind you, I wasn’t a tree hugger or anything, I just really enjoyed fresh air, exercise, and enjoying God’s creation.
Today I had to do a serious evaluation of a transformation that has taken place. If I had to be honest, in the past 15 years I’ve truly come to appreciate hotel rooms, bug spray, and air conditioning. Late summer is always a blessing and a bit of a curse. Gnats the size of bees and angry bees the size of small hummingbirds. Why is it that if I want to roll around in the grass with my kids I have to walk into the house with 18 various bug bites on my arms and lets and forehead? That’s right, forehead. A bite on my forehead looks like high school acne all over again!
I don’t know if this is the kind of change I foresaw coming when I was 20 and sleeping out under the stars but it certainly aggravates me now from time to time. How sad that I prefer a hotel room to a two-man. But change is inevitable I guess.
I am thankful that God doesn’t change and that He doesn’t change His mind. He’s the same yesterday, today and forever. In a life full of changes (some warrented and some just sad) it’s nice to know that there is a constant that you can hang your hat on!
Now, where’s the bug spray?
