Today my wife, Jill, and I speak.
At a group called XYZ – the seniors of the community from various churches and backgrounds. We’ll discuss the past 25 years. That’s when we left Kindersley for other callings. Amazing how time has its own voice.
Whispering sickness and parenting. Yelling finances and fights. Soothing relationships and responsibilities. [There is the literary coming out in me – I’m not sure you know what I’m talking about, but it sure sounds good!]
This last week I put 2 + 2 together while reading. 25 years was the time from the beginning of the biblical Saul/Paul’s Christian life to the time he wrote a book to people in Philippi where he said, “To me, to live is Christ” and “I have not attained, neither am I perfect, but I press on.”
At around the same time Paul was writing a group in Ephesus and commending them for doing the same thing. 25 or 30 years later another letter was written to that church by John. In Revelation he says to those people “You have done well in certain areas, but you have lost your first love.”
How 25 years can change our lives! I want my journey to be one of striving not losing!