I found this on a old computer disk --

Now that I’m 50…


Whoa! Am I really *fifty * years old ? It seems like my mother should only be 50, certainly not me. So, I’ve probably been around now longer than I’ll be around in the future. And what have I got to show for it ?

All the dreams, all the plans… What happened to them ? Some came about, others didn’t and probably never will. But priorities change as I get older, and many of those dreams and plans don’t seem all that important anymore. I look at life from a completely different perspective now than I did in my teens, in my twenties, thirties, even forties.

One of the biggest differences now is that there isn’t much that is urgent! When I was younger, it was imperative that certain things happen or not happen. I was devastated if plans didn’t pan out like I wanted them to. Now, I finally realize that life is not that urgent. We live the best we can, with what we know, hoping to make a difference somehow, somewhere. It’s the life after this one that is important. This life on earth is just “preparation” – a “test,” if you will.

Love, laugh, cry and cherish each moment now, but look forward with hope of a better time to come.


Diane
December 2, 2000


July 9, 2009 - This was almost nine years ago, but it's pretty much how I feel even today. Except that maybe I didn't put enough emphasis on the spiritual aspect of life then. I said that "we live the best we can, with what we know, hoping to make a difference somehow, somewhere." While all that is true, I failed to point out that, as Christians, we have an obligation to keep learning, keep studying, keep praying, and share the hope and truth of Jesus to those we meet along the way. -- dmk