Before each of us
is a window – a frame through which we glimpse our approaching encounter with eternity.
The longer we live the closer we move forward toward that window to eventually look
through its opening and glimpse the other side to fully see what was only seen
in part in this life.
When we were young
we saw this window as something distant and delayed by the years yet to
live. As our time on earth continues to
unwind past our youth we arrive at the middle span. It is here where we have
our first thoughts about closure and legacy - a midpoint moment of reflection
on how we have lived and the choices we will make to live differently. What the
window framed at the safe and false distance of youth is now real, possible and
approaching.
Now in my 65th
year, my head is poised within the frame of the window. I find myself looking
with a strange expectation of what lies on the other side. God has designed this gradual and lifelong
journey toward the window with a joyful purpose in mind. Our journey is intended to be like that of a
curious child who finally pokes his head through the window and looks out from
within his winter bound house to see the first buds of a new spring. In that
moment he realizes he will soon be able to run smiling and laughing in green
fields of joy.
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