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And Then It All Came To An End (standard:humor, 908 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Dec 29 2024Views/Reads: 42/19Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The only change in my life was when I surrendered my life unto the Lord Jesus Christ as my Saviour.
 



Time has a way of getting ahead of me. Just when I think I've caught up,
I find out I was wrong. 

The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were sitting down, relaxing
after a wonderful Christmas activity with all the kids, grandkids, and 
great-grandkids. It was a wonderful time, but with my age, I ran out of 
steam very quickly. 

Once upon a time, I had enough steam to do just about anything. Now,
that seems to have evaporated. 

This year's Christmas celebration was a wonderful time, and as we sat
around the table, I noticed that the people around us were a lot older 
than they were a year ago. 

I was not going to tell anybody; I would just let them find out for
themselves that they were getting old. 

My bathroom mirror tells me every morning that I am an old goat and
older than yesterday's goat. I could not help but reflect back when I 
was a teenager and we had family get-togethers, and looking around 
grandma's table, everybody seemed to be rather young. That isn't the 
case anymore. 

Looking at me with a smirk, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage said,
"Well, I guess this year's over." Then she let out one of her patented 
laughs 

As always, she was right. This year will be over in a few days, and I
can tuck it into bed and let it go to sleep. 

It seems strange that when I'm getting used to something, it's over
before I know it. Things go by so quickly these days. 

As a young teenager, I just couldn't wait until I was 16 to get my
driver's license. It took me four and a half years to get to the point 
where I was old enough. It seemed like an eternity. 

Looking back, I have had my driver's license for over 50 years, and I'm
not sure how much time has passed. I can remember wanting my driver's 
license, and now, all of a sudden, all of that is over. 

I remember when I was teaching teenagers in our church, and often told
them when they visited their grandmother, asked her to show her wedding 
picture. Then compare that picture with what she looks like today. I 
wasn't finished. Then, look at your picture and just remember that one 
day you just might be as old as your grandmother. 

Why is it that when you're young and have energy, things don't go very
fast, no matter how hard you try? However, the older you get the faster 
things seem to go. I guess I'll never figure that one out. 

Then The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage mentioned the unmentionable,
"So, have you worked on your New Year's resolutions yet?" 

That's the one question I don't want to hear. 

When she brought that up, I looked back at her, smiled and said, "On the
top of my list is that I will only eat one Apple Fritter at a time." 

She did not laugh at that one. 

When I was done chuckling, I looked at her and said, "Okay, have you
made your New Year's resolution list yet?" 

Then she began with her list, which was almost infinity. She had so many
things that she wanted to get done in the next year that I got tired of 
listening to them. I did know that if she made a list of something, you 
can bet your bottom dollar that she's going to complete every one of 
them. 

That's what made me a little alarmed. 

I won't challenge that kind of thing with her. Whatever she wants to do,
she can do it with my blessing. 


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