Monthly Archives: February 2008

I’ve heard of the "40" phenomenon over the years.  40 years in the wilderness, 40 days in the desert.  All of these would seem to imply that something will happen.  Something that changes life.

So, I’ve been watching the days from the times I’ve had surgery.  With a specific idea of looking back over life and where things are at.

Today, I had some good visits and time to relax.  My own reflections would indicate that I have had opportunity for reflection, and I certainly am much different physically than the day 40 days ago when I was in pain, knowing I had new knees!

Tomorrow, I’ll sit back and reflect further on 40 days.  May God continue to keep me open to His direction.

When you hit your 80’s, abilities decline, current accomodations require more attention, and life just gets harder.  One of our lot, from our block, moved this week.  To an apartment.  No more upkeep of icy driveways, or weedy lawns, or house exteriors. 

A welcome day?  Time may judge, but prudence says . . .

I’ve returned to a number of old friends these last few weeks.  Not that I sought them, but they have come to my attention and dialogue as I’ve updated people on my surgery and our activities.  Just today a friend from Grade 9/10 days (spent in Unionville, Ontario) emailed me – he’s thinking about knee surgery.

I’ve been going through the terms of time in my life.  Friends have died and their memories sting my complacent life.  Others have affected a corner of their own globe — a local place where they have brought God’s light to bear and nothing more is needed to create a legacy.  Others still struggle with life, and not light, issues.  Church consultants, housewives, denominational leaders, musicians — all walks of life.

If I could change the world, would it be to be famous, or to be powerful, or even to hear at my funeral the eulogy reflecting on my greatness? 

NO.

As I’ve thought this last while — I’m inclined to want to change the world because God knows there is a change that is needed.  And so in my life cycle right now (as at other imes with greater and lesser surges) I ask that question — "In my sphere, where is change needed for God’s sake?"  And then a second question — "God, for your sake, what is my role in this change?"

Pains and aches quickly erase

The life one desires to fashion

But in recovery, there is space

A place where life finds newness

There I waken to see

God in patience waiting.