Welp. 2008 is almost gone. I hear echoing in my brain the many sermons I’ve heard over the years that go something like this, “Some of you have had the best year of your life, and some of you have had the worst year of your life . . .”
I’ve experienced some of both, but that’s for the violins, and I’m not into violins tonight.
What I am into is what I’ve become and what I’ve learned to appreciate this past year. I’ve become much more pessimistic and cautious. And what I’ve learned is to appreciate the endless energy and optimism and hope of youth. As I’ve become more callous, I’ve become more thankful for those who have yet to experience anything in life that would curb these qualities.
I’ve learned that energy is not wasted on the youth even though they lack wisdom gained from experience and are often reckless. I’ve learned that God did not make a design mistake when He created the life cycle of humanity. And I’ve learned to appreciate how God created us.
(Can you imagine older, mature adults with wisdom gained from experience also possessing the energy of youth? Golly gee … they would over-think things to the point that nothing would ever get done!)
So as a middle-aged adult with wisdom gained from more experience than even Recon would want in all of his nine lives … and the exhaustion and skepticism that comes with such experience, I find myself thankful, grateful, for those with energy and hope … and impulsive recklessness. And more importantly, I find myself grateful that God created us this way.
So . . . cheers to youth!
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll turn in and go to bed. (Oh, shoot … can’t do that yet … I’ve still got my two girls and my step-son-to-be still up … and sibling rivalry and fighting has already begun to settle in … and if I leave the kitchen undone, it will still be undone in the morning. Okay … I’ll clean up and monitor kids … then go to sleep.)
Happy New Year