Life comes wrapped in package labeled ‘perishable’ | Worship
Last updated 2/17/2016 at Noon
I’ll turn 60 on my next birthday. I’m not sure how I feel about that.
It seems like a big deal a bit like coming around third base, headed to home plate.
My body reminds me often that I’m approaching another decade.
Without thinking about it, I find myself making a grunting sound as I get up out of my chair. It’s also harder to reach my socks as I pull them on over my stiff toes.
I suppose my doctor will soon be reminding me to schedule another colonoscopy.
With the big 6-0 is just around the corner, I’m seeing the span and course of my life in a different light.
When I f...