2 Corinthians 4:16
So we do not lose heart. Even though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day.
Note: Deb M, a former classmate from high school who now resides in B.C. wrote: “we are all a spiritual people having a physical experience." Her sister, with a chuckle I beleive, then commented on the physical form we’re given to travel in. As I look upon my own “form” of transportation I’m thankful for their thoughts.
I enjoyed the movie The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons. Although I’ve not read Fitzgerald’s story of living life in reverse, the movie portrayed to me a thought of reverse engineering. That in the spiritual and physical dimensions of life, God employs reverse engineering and restores us to the original intended image – “Let us make humankind in our image according to our likeness.” Therefore throughout this process we are brought to a hazy understanding and ultimately to a birthing point of the next dimension – new arrivals in this life as well as the one to come.
Which brings me to the thought of that meshuga place called middle age. I think I might be arriving at the station. Could it be that middle age refers more to landscape than a place in time? More of a position of sight? A place where I can finally see that the path I’m on may in fact have an eventual ending. Not that it will be immediate (at least I hope I can’t see that far), but that it does have such a point of arrival. From where I stand (and as I pop a few Motrin) I can look back and enjoy the view from afar. Yet, as I look ahead I get the sense that what I know and have experienced won’t go on forever. In rumination, my life is but a series of steps, one at a time, and the total of those steps represent my being now. Ahhhh, but those still ahead, those steps that I’ve not yet made – those that are yet to become are all that I might still be someday. So, with that in mind (and for you Allman Brothers fans), “Lord, I’m gonna keep on keep’in on!”
Still Rockin, Ted
So we do not lose heart. Even though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day.
Note: Deb M, a former classmate from high school who now resides in B.C. wrote: “we are all a spiritual people having a physical experience." Her sister, with a chuckle I beleive, then commented on the physical form we’re given to travel in. As I look upon my own “form” of transportation I’m thankful for their thoughts.
I enjoyed the movie The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons. Although I’ve not read Fitzgerald’s story of living life in reverse, the movie portrayed to me a thought of reverse engineering. That in the spiritual and physical dimensions of life, God employs reverse engineering and restores us to the original intended image – “Let us make humankind in our image according to our likeness.” Therefore throughout this process we are brought to a hazy understanding and ultimately to a birthing point of the next dimension – new arrivals in this life as well as the one to come.
Which brings me to the thought of that meshuga place called middle age. I think I might be arriving at the station. Could it be that middle age refers more to landscape than a place in time? More of a position of sight? A place where I can finally see that the path I’m on may in fact have an eventual ending. Not that it will be immediate (at least I hope I can’t see that far), but that it does have such a point of arrival. From where I stand (and as I pop a few Motrin) I can look back and enjoy the view from afar. Yet, as I look ahead I get the sense that what I know and have experienced won’t go on forever. In rumination, my life is but a series of steps, one at a time, and the total of those steps represent my being now. Ahhhh, but those still ahead, those steps that I’ve not yet made – those that are yet to become are all that I might still be someday. So, with that in mind (and for you Allman Brothers fans), “Lord, I’m gonna keep on keep’in on!”
Still Rockin, Ted
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