Better to Laugh

I was waiting for pedestrians to cross a store parking lot today, and I noticed that they looked nervous and hurried. Maybe they thought I was going to floor it for extra points? I really did not mind waiting and was in no hurry to get anywhere. Then I waited for a car to back out of a parking space so that I could take it. Another car was coming up the aisle, but I did not care if they took the spot, even if it meant I might have to look for another one. I went in the store, got my things, and waited in line to check out. No big deal.

As I drove away, I wondered who was driving my car, because it clearly did not resemble me on a typical afternoon. I am usually rushing in, rushing out, rushing home, and thinking about how little time I have to get everything done. Where does all of this rushing get us? Usually I find myself dropping or tripping over things, tensing up, or venting. Sitting back and enjoying the moment, no matter what it brought, was very soothing. I have never felt such peace. Is this the peace that surpasses all understanding (Philippians 4:7) and what it means to be content in any and every situation (Phil 4:12)? If so, I am going to try to give my future anxious thoughts to God and practice peace more often!