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Saturday, November 23, 2024 at 9:01 PM

Missing a lot

As I approach the age where its closer to the Lord than it is to high school, I think of what was, what is and what is yet to come. If this sounds almost like a Bible verse, well, it almost is one. But as one can see, the Bible shadows our lives. the Bible is no more truer today than it was yesterday and what is yet to come.

As I approach the age where its closer to the Lord than it is to high school, I think of what was, what is and what is yet to come. If this sounds almost like a Bible verse, well, it almost is one. But as one can see, the Bible shadows our lives. the Bible is no more truer today than it was yesterday and what is yet to come.

I suppose I like writing these articles because it gives me pause from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I can put aside my daily tasks, get into the moment of reflection and write. During my time of reflection gives way to so many memories and, yet, so many dreams that I may still fulfill if the Lord is willing. Even as I write my article new images and events and times of passage pop into my mind that I had not thought about in years.

I miss my mom. Her laugh and her wry sense of humor. I think they call it sarcastic. And her love of chocolate. I miss learning how to ride a bike, shooting my first BB gun and playing in the woods and living for the moment. I miss Mrs. Meyers, my teacher in the first grade in Bernardo. I miss my first car and my second and, if I would have held on to them, I could have sold them today for a fortune. I miss going dove hunting with my brother, Sonny. I miss waking up to the sound of the lawnmower humming along through my open window. That is before air conditioning and dad making me mow the lawn.

I miss going to the prom and to Swiss Alps, New Bielau and East Bernard Riverside Hall. I miss my polka dot welders hat that I wore 24/7. I miss my first and second and third motorcycle. I miss my wedding day … and night. I miss the first cries of my sons.

I miss so much and, yet, I have yet to scratch the surface of all that I miss in life. I miss the missed opportunities, the missed glances, the missed “I love you.” God willing, there is still so much more that will come and go and I will miss those as well.

Psalm 16:1-2, 5-6 - “Protect me, O God; I trust in you for safety. Say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; all the good things I have come from you.”…You Lord, are all I have, and you give me all I need; my future is in your hands. How wonderful are your gifts to me; how good they are!:


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