There are things that are meant to be -
and things that aren't supposed to happen...
but whatever it is i believe that it will be -
if it needs to be - for God will make it so, i'm sure...
i don't know how i know but i do know -
that some things are meant to be...
So i'll just go on hoping and believing -
that one day all will be well...
and i'll go on changing the things that i can -
and accept the things that i can't change...
for better or for worse -
i don't know but i believe God will make it so...
And i believe, for better or for worse -
in my own heart, if not my better judgement...
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Life at 58
I've always had this fear -
of growing old and wrinkled and ugly...
i've always feared the misery and sickness and immobility
that comes with old age and growing old...
in fact the fear was so great -
that at the age of 10 i'd already wished i would be dead at 45
so i would not be old and ugly and sickly and a burden to others...
But now that i've past that 'ideal' age of 45 -
every year is an extra special bonus from God...
that i would use carefully and gratefully and thankfully -
in His service: to help touch the lives of all who come me by...
every year would be a great year for friends to later remember me by -
and a year to recollect and reminise and recall when i'm really, truly old...
So, i'll go on touching lives and bringing joy to all who come by -
and thank God for giving the 10-year-old a second chance at growing old...
of growing old and wrinkled and ugly...
i've always feared the misery and sickness and immobility
that comes with old age and growing old...
in fact the fear was so great -
that at the age of 10 i'd already wished i would be dead at 45
so i would not be old and ugly and sickly and a burden to others...
But now that i've past that 'ideal' age of 45 -
every year is an extra special bonus from God...
that i would use carefully and gratefully and thankfully -
in His service: to help touch the lives of all who come me by...
every year would be a great year for friends to later remember me by -
and a year to recollect and reminise and recall when i'm really, truly old...
So, i'll go on touching lives and bringing joy to all who come by -
and thank God for giving the 10-year-old a second chance at growing old...
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