Life is an Amusement Park Ride

I was just looking at what is probably one of my favorite photos from recent years: it’s a picture taken at Disney World while my wife, son and I were on the Tower of Terror ride. In the photo, captured by the ride’s camera during the lifts and drops, my son and I are both looking at my wife who has a look of abject terror on her face. I distinctly remember the sounds she made throughout the ride: “shreek! Giggle, giggle, giggle. Shreek! Giggle, giggle, giggle. Shreek! Giggle, giggle, giggle.” It was probably one of the most entertaining parts of the ride, and seeing the photo afterward… I HAD to buy it. It’s framed and hanging in our house. Every time I see it I enjoy that memory. This morning, as I looked at it, sipping my coffee, it dawned on me that life is like an amusement park ride.  Here’s why… Where life and the ride differ is that we don’t choose life. We choose to get on amusement park rides but life is chosen for us; given to us. That is where the difference ends. For most amusement park rides you have to… – – – – – – – – – The remainder of this essay can be found in the book “Farther Down The Road” Farther Down the Road – Where does your life’s road lead? https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CTJ1B2QR