Recently I captured this beautiful sunset over the mountains in East Tennessee as we were returning from a family outing on July 4.
It was on a road that I drove many times in years gone by. This was the road that I drove to go home from college. I’m sure the sun was setting many times as I passed this way before.
But I never noticed it.
Never, in the midst of the busy-ness of life, had I noticed the beauty and grandeur of the place I spent four years of my life in school and the first year of our marriage. Sitting briefly at the stoplight that evening may have been the first time I was ever truly present in that place.
As I have reflected on this photo, I realized that most of my memories of the five years I spent there are consumed with papers and deadlines, lectures and tests, working and trying pay bills–the minutiae of life as a college student.
Sometimes we can only see the beauty when we look in the rear-view mirror.
I wonder how many other stunning sunsets I missed because I wasn’t present….