33 years. Church tradition tells me that this is when Christ died on the cross, the completion of his ministry on earth. Birth, Death, Resurrection.
Makes me think, have I completed anything? In so many ways, it feels like life is just starting for me. I have done a lot in some sense: traveled all over the world, completed a lot of years of school, lived in lots of different places, with lots of different people, worked a variety of jobs, and met some real and tangible goals.
Then there are the things I haven’t done such as: gotten married, had children, visited Kenya, Ireland, Prague, South Africa, written a book, won the Pulitzer Prize, flown to the moon and back.
I got a birthday card this year that says “barn’s burnt down; now i can see the moon”
It is about vision, about what I see.
“It is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest to the soul of another” –George MacDonald
The first commandment…