I am feeling rather nostalgic today. General Motors announced last week a plan to discontinue the Pontiac line. I did not think much about it at first, and then I read an article about America’s romance with the Pontiac muscle cars. I guess I am no exception. I too have always been enamored by the classic GTO’s, Firebirds, and Trans-Ams. My second grade teacher had an awesome 1968 Pontiac Firebird. It placed her a notch higher in the eyes of the boys on the playground. Masculinity itself was defined in the 1970 GTO! Such classic muscle cars will be viewed like a Model T in the eyes of my grandchildren someday. What a shame!

Life moves on and change is inevitable. I don’t like all of the changes that I see everyday. I don’t like the disappearance of my favorite muscle cars. I sometimes wish we could slow the pace of life back to the time when the GTO was first introduced in the 1960’s. It was a simpler time in 1970 when I watched the Brady Bunch on Friday nights at 7:00 p.m. But even Pontiacs disappear…

Nostalgia is fun, but God calls us to live in the present. That means accepting the disappearance of the symbols of my youth, like the Pontiac muscle car. That means accepting the reality that my boys think a Mini Cooper is a cool car. But more importantly it means that I choose to make the most of everyday. God calls us to live in the present, one day at a time. So…just for today I will accept the extinction the Pontiac and everything it represented.