A day at a time...

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I enjoyed a wonderful dinner last night in the home of a family in my parish. Just delightful in every way! After the children went to bed, the mom and dad and I chatted some about raising children in these days, in the culture that's ours. I believe these two parents are doing a great job but I certainly don't envy them the hard work this entails.

Back home at the end of the evening, I crashed in my recliner and mused a bit on something that crosses my mind more and more: there are some things in life, some experiences that will never be mine - except to enjoy them as I meet them in the lives of others: like having and raising children. No, I'm not pining at this age to be a parent! I'm just the coming to terms with some realities.

An Easter letter from an ordination classmate included this, "I realize that at my age my yesterdays outnumber my tomorrows..." That's a sobering thought and it puts just about everything in a clear perspective.

So, sitting in my recliner last night I was very aware of my becoming the older person I am and will be for the rest of my life. It was something like trying on a new coat and discovering that it fits, and fits rather well... Don't hear that as a statement of defeat, much less a sign of anything being wrong or an omen of bad news: it isn't! It's just an awareness of my age and the changes that growing older inevitably occasions.

I'm rather at peace with this and I find peace in it...

-ConcordPastor