When
you were very young, what did you expect adulthood to be like?
(Serendipity Bible 10th Anniversary Edition, page
1046).
When
I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I
reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of
childhood behind me (1 Corinthians 13:11).
Nat
King Cole sings of the lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer. There are in
our existence spots of time in which the future seems very remote and
lies beyond a comforting mental block. Now at 68, I am in a spot of
time in which death though closer than ever seems remote as ever.
This is similar to when I was a child and faced adulthood. It all
seemed so remote, hardly worth thinking about. Oh sure, I knew that
sooner or later I would need to get a job and take on adult
responsibilities – but somehow it always seemed safely and
dismissively remote. This is no doubt why people sometimes struggle
with the delusional spots of time that credit provides. Even a month
away when the bill will be inevitably due seems far away and safely
beyond a gauzy divide—in a remarkable sense, unreal. The focus on
today is perhaps the way it should be so long as it does not lull us
into actions or inactions that because of mental blocks enslave us in
the future.
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