Zoe, my black lab, is nine years old and has always enjoyed riding in cars. Several years ago I started taking her for rides in the van if I had to run to the store, or some other place at night. I just have to ask, “Do you want to go for a ride?” and she excitedly runs to the van or the SUV for a quick trip. I enjoy the time with her.
The other night I had to run to the store to get something and my youngest son asked if he could ride along with me. “I like going places with you,” he said to me as we left the house. Zoe was outside so we invited her to ride along with us. Of course she took us up on the opportunity. The three of us rode in the dark SUV the four short blocks to the store and back. I don’t remember all of what we talked about, but I did enjoy the time with my youngest son.
Sometimes the simple things in life are the most meaningful and important, and in the midst of busyness are the most necessary. Sometimes it takes riding in a car with my dog and my young son to remind me of the importance of slowing down and appreciating the simpler things in life. I am always happy for the reminder.
Today, our time together took on a different form as son number three and I took off on our bikes after worship for a ride around town. We rode down by the fast and nearly over flowing river, before pretending we were planes on the runway of our small town airport and returning home. Zoe was waiting outside for us when we got home, as she is too big for me to carry on my bike.