Looking out the window of the plane last week I could see a lot of nothing.
Just miles and miles of nothing.
Yes, there was snow and mountains and rivers. But nothing else.
We must have been somewhere over northern Canada.
Then something unusual caught my eye…
A straight line.
The first mark that man made in this wilderness was something that didn’t exist for hundreds of miles and millions of years.
The straight line of a road.
You see, straight lines are unusual in nature.
Look at the fingers on your hand… think of the waves in the sea… google a picture of a brain…
But man loves lines.
We draw lines between the stars in the sky… we shave off the bumps of a tree to make a smooth wall… and we cut roads through the curves of the wilderness…
And even when we learn languages we draw lines. Here’s what that line looks like:
Is that natural?
Is that how you learned your first language?
Are you still using the “straight line method” for English?
And how is that working out for you?