Not by appointment do we meet delight or joy; they heed not our expectancy; but round some corner of the streets of life they of a sudden greet us with a smile. — Gerald Massey
Can you think of a time when delight popped into your life and surprised you? This happened to me literally around a street corner on a visit to Greenfield Village in Michigan. You walk into the village and one of the first sights to greet you is a Model T zipping down the road. And you smile!
These cars, built by the Ford company in the early 1900s, still putter along surprisingly well. What’s so much fun is that you can ride in one. A nice “young” man drives, pointing out sights along the way. You pass the horse-drawn cart, the old bus. You relax in the wide, tree-lined lanes. You are transported to another time.
“I will build a car for the great multitude. It will be large enough for the family, but small enough for the individual to run and care for. It will be constructed of the best materials, by the best men to be hired, after the simplest designs that modern engineering can devise. But it will be so low in price that no man making a good salary will be unable to own one – and enjoy with his family the blessing of hours of pleasure in God’s great open spaces.”
All that day, as we walked around the village, we would round a corner and see another Model T chugging along. Do you think Henry Ford had any idea that folks would still be enjoying “hours of pleasure” in his Model T a hundred years later?