Lost in the "Bustle"

Every morning on my way to work, I pass a busy, urban intersection where commuters are impatiently waiting for the lights to change in their favor, so they can be on their way. Horns honk in frustration, brakes screech for brave pedestrians, and radios blast the days impending weather.

If you are in a hurry, which most people are, you do not even focus on much beyond the traffic or the noise. But, every morning, on her knees in cold or hot weather, rain, snow or sun, is an elderly women shouting her faith proclamations to anyone who will listen. Most pass her by, and give her not even a polite nod. Today, I notice, she is singing Christmas songs.....and beside her stands a small school child with her backpack in her hands, joining in. She does not seem to be bothered by the traffic chaos, or the snow falling, but intent on singing "Joy to the World". She does not seem to be bothered by the women's shabby clothing or trembling voice.....she is enjoying herself in this precious moment. How many times do we rush by the times in our lives that God calls us to enjoy? How many times do we not take the time to stop and sing "Joy to the World" to whoever will listen?

I think I may give it a try...... Happy Holidays!