At Evening…

grasshopperI love that my daughter longs to read to me at night…  It is a great joy to me and a wonderful way to end her day, and mine. Tonight, the story she read to me was a beautiful reminder of just how fast life moves… and why I need to slow down and enjoy the road.  It is worth sharing.

It is taken from “Grasshopper on the Road” by Arnold Lobel.

At Evening

In the evening Grasshopper walked slowly along the road.  The sun was going down.  The world was soft and quiet.  Grasshopper heard a loud sound.  ZOOM!  Grasshopper heard another noise.  ZOOOM!

He saw two dragonflies in the air.  “Poor Grasshopper,” said the dragonflies. “We are flying fast.  You are only walking.  That is very sad.” “It is not sad,” said Grasshopper. “I like to walk.”

The dragonflies flew over Grasshopper’s head.  “We can see so many things from up here,” said the dragonflies.  “All you can see is that road.”  “I like this road,” said Grasshopper. “And I can see the flowers growing along the side of the road.” “We are zipping and zooming,” said the first dragonfly. “We do not have time to look at flowers.”

“I can see leaves moving in the trees,” said Grasshopper.  “We are looping and spinning,” said the second dragonfly. “We do not have time to look at leaves.”  “I can see the sunset over the mountains,” said Grasshopper.  “What sunset? What mountains?” asked the dragonflies.  “We are diving and dipping.  There is no time to look at sunsets and mountains.”

ZOOOM!  The two dragonflies raced across the sky.  Soon they were gone.  The world was quiet again.  The sky became dark.  Grasshopper watched the moon rising over the land.  He watched the stars come out too.  He was happy to be walking slowly down the road.

Grasshopper was tired.  He lay down in a soft place.  He knew that in the morning the road would still be there, taking him on and on to wherever he wanted to go.

Just beautiful.

As for man, his days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.  For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.  But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him, and His righteousness to children’s children.” Psalm 103

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