SIDEBAR

The Early Years

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Jul 07 2015

Richard Scarry’s “CARS and TRUCKS and THINGS THAT GO” was a gift from my grandparents. Richard’s colorful illustrations held my attention on each two-page layout. My mom helped me turnover the large pages stifled on my blue fluffy pajamas while warmly wedged between her arm and thigh. On page 11, “Where is Goldbug now? Is he riding in the locomotive? Is he riding in the old-time buggy? Can you find him?

Curiosity directed my blue eyes to intently search for Goldbug. He neither was in the Molasses tank truck, nor the three-wheel beet truck. I found Goldbug riding with Mr. Pig in the blue canvas-cab truck. The accomplishment made me smile. Over the years of daily usage the binding split apart from handling the book every which way. Oversized red and green circles, freely drawn with Crayola crayons exposed Goldbug’s location among the busy traffic and occupational work depictions. Clear packing tape keeps the book together.

Spending time hidden behind books without batteries showed me the importance of reading and spending quality time with my family. Receiving a gift is one act, but using the gift demonstrates a higher calling. Meanings are formed from memories. On my website the same question remains. Where is the Buttermobile now? Is he riding along with his professor Melville Shavelson? Is he transporting skateboarders to a secret location? Is he running errands for David LaChapelle? Can you find him? With boy-like curiosity, use your eyes to search intently for the faith illustrated in the content of Buttermobile.com.

Buttermobile is a simple idea derived from these traces: a children’s book, a yellow car and scripture. Together they potently attest to the Author’s ongoing guidance in my life as an expression of love; deepening intimacy with each other over each line. As it is written. Understanding my story will bring insight to the future risk takers who solely rely upon his namesake. Spread the promises of LORD God like butter; softened by his touch. It’s not my own doing.