It just kinda sneaks up on you. It was my wifes birthday and we were out with the kids at one of Rebas favorite restaurants. Dinner was over and we were gonna walk over across the street for ice cream. And there it was. Wasnt much to look at...just a wall about three or four feet high. Just step down or jump down and get on across the street. But I found myself looking at that little jump and feeling...what?...frail? It was just awkward. Ive had surgery on both knees. They feel better than theyve felt for a long time but, all of a sudden, Im not sure about stuff Ive done before without thinking. I just hate it but sometimes I feel my age. I find myself backing up from a little three or four foot jump and thinking...Ah, Ill just walk around and find a place thats not so steep. While I was walking around I was thinking furiously about how to spin this little scene. I decided that Im wiser now. Im not that old. I could have just hopped down off that wall. But the smarter thing to do is walk around. I talked about it this morning at church. The young life is full of furious challenges. We want what we want right now and when we have to wait we wonder where God is and what Hes up to. But now, at 68, Im content to find a path instead of jumping off a wall. Time has taught me not to rush and that sometimes God takes His time. Im not sure I could have said it when I was younger...but now...Ive never seen the righteous forsaken nor his seed beg for bread.
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 02:14:52 +0000
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