“The Lord answered her, ‘Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing.” St. Luke 10:41-42
As I was driving home on Tuesday evening, I was intrigued by the dark red car in front of me. The driver had obviously discovered my favorite shortcut to get around the lights on Baron Cameron, and he was pushing on at quite a clip. When I pulled up behind him at the stoplight, I took one glance at his vanity license plate and nodded to myself. It said IMNAHRY—the driver had taken out all the spaces and most of the vowels—rather appropriately—but it all fit.
IMNAHRY-some days I wonder if that’s not really the motto of Northern Virginia. The driver may just have been trying to keep people out of the left hand land—INAHRY, so you’d better get out of the way. Perhaps he liked to taunt policemen with speed guns. Maybe he was wearing his great list of responsibilities like a badge of honor, as we all sometimes do. “How are you?” “Very busy,” we sigh, as if so very much depended on us. Maybe the driver was just trying to be a comic, or a prophet, pointing out all the bustle and wondering what in the world it’s all worth.
My mind went back to a country song that’s almost 25 years old now, but whose words haven’t aged a bit.
“I’m in a hurry to get things done;” Alabama crooned.
I rush and rush until life’s no fun.
All I really gotta do is live and die.
But I’m in a hurry and don’t know why.”