The old bicycle was parked on the grounds of the seed company.
Just how old was it?
That would be hard to tell.
Its wheels and frame once provided transportation for someone.
The basket on the handlebars had carried belongings safely.
But that was in the past.
Now, the wire framed basket holds flowers and the weathered bicycle remains forever stationary, yet still maintaining a purpose as it mixes beauty and nostalgia, rust and elegance.
I’ve been challenged lately with the idea of changing the past.
The only way the past can really seem to change is in movies where time travel is possible.
Even then, it is not only the past that changes.
A changed past equals a changed future.
I don’t live in a world of fiction, so I must adhere to the reality of time.
The past is gone and I cannot change it.
The future will be given to me as God allows.
Right now is super important.
It is what I have.
I’m afraid that I have wasted many precious hours considering ways to make my past better.
It didn’t really feel like that at the time, though.
I just thought I was considering how to make now better.
Thinking too much about the past can keep me from enjoying and appreciating now.
There are things that God wants me to experience now.
There are things that He wants me to do in His service now.
If I am not careful, I will squander the opportunities of today by spending too much time considering the missed opportunities of yesterday.
Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
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