Maybe it’s because it represents something unfinished that it appeals to me? To be honest, I see so many things in the same light. In people, places, projects I see possibilities…and in their own way unfinished works in progress, always evolving, curiously adapting and hopefully improving. Or, maybe it’s just the simple that fact that it’s so familiar as I grew up on a gravel road in the most unlikely of places. Either way, here’s what I know…lessons abound on roads like these if you will only allow yourself to slow down long enough to really let them sink in.
I always chuckle, mostly on the inside as reflected through a crooked smile, when people visit a make a joke or crack about driving down the gravel road to get to us. Maybe this blog will help put it in perspective on some small level. Maybe not. But this I do know. The concept of the well-paved, faster path or road can be appear convenient…but on many levels is so completely over-rated. Something I think you only have an appreciation for if you’ve “run enough races” in life. The kinds of races where life’s inherent, inspirational imagery blurs in a rush to beat the clock…and stay on schedule. That happens with less frequency on a gravel road for a number of different reasons. It’s one of the reasons my wife and I chose to live here and raise our family. And as we begin to finally celebrate Summer…I thought I’d illustrate a few thoughts from those of us who live on streets some refer to as “unimproved.” Hmmm…I guess I beg to differ.
1.) The best roads encourage exploration and discovery…that hopefully lead to knowledge and understanding. But it can be difficult to distill understanding into wisdom if you’re always trying to rush the process or needlessly push the pace.
2.) If you put too much of an emphasis on the potholes and imperfections in the road, you’ll miss the beauty that surrounds you. Negativity is everywhere. Rather than avoiding potholes, maybe we should all try avoiding that.
3.) We can learn so much from creatures that are completely obliviously to the concept of roads. Leave a little cushion in the pace of your life for the unexpected visitor, you just never know what they may share with you…or when you may see them again.
4.) Gravel roads have a way of transforming a mindset of maintenance into the concept of stewardship. Maintenance has become such a dirty word, but stewardship implies ownership and regular care. And, an understanding that sometimes the responsibility for the roads maintenance falls upon those who benefit from its existence.
5.) Don’t judge a road by how well it’s paved, or how it looks. As it’s value isn’t always in found in where it can take you or how quickly you can travel on it…but by how many lessons it can teach you along the way.
I hope you enjoy your Sunday…and this message from a middle-aged, middle-child from the Midwest who hopes you find a gravel road every once in a while. I’ve got mine…somewhere on a road called Ferris on the outskirts of Harvard, Illinois.
A blog dedicated to a Summer of discovery, the memory Illinois resident and screenwriter John Hughes, and immortalized in the words of one Ferris Bueller…