In the small portion allotted me before, I couldn’t really share “all” my insights of becoming a year older. So let’s pick up where we left off. The first thing I want to share with you is this: you “can” remove that sticker from your mattress that says, do not remove under penalty of law. I’ve removed several now and not one thing has happened to me. I think it’s a hoax. Secondly, I’ve found that we have two kinds of hair on our head. There’s hair on one side that always does what you want it to, then there’s the other side that “never” does what you want it to. I think it’s because we have a spiritual side of hair and a fleshly side, and they’re always warring against each other. The bad part is, the fleshly part always seems to win. I’ve also learned that the older you get, the more you pay attention to the names posted outside the funeral home.

Before, you never gave it a second thought, now you’re looking to see if someone died you might have known. Not a good sign. I’m also starting to learn about a little thing called “cholesterol” these days. Now I can’t have desserts, bread, pasta, etc. Have you looked at how many things contain either fat or cholesterol? The only thing I’ve found I can go by is, if it taste good, spit it out! I’ve also learned how they are printing everything in smaller print now days. Have you noticed that? Just look at the phone book as an example. Years ago the print was way larger, I could see everything with no problem. Oh well, I guess it’s one of those cost cutter things they’re doing these days. I’ve learned in getting older that things get on your nerves much easier than they once did. Things like the frogs croaking too loud at night, and what’s with this sweating like a horse every night? I’m sweating out more water than I take in, how can that be? I’m too young to be this old! It must be something in the air here where we live. I’ve also noticed that I can eat less than I use to and still gain weight. One little piece of candy and whamo, five pounds.

All it used to do was cause another zit on your face. I figure I might as well just apply it right away to my hips, as that’s where it’s going to end up anyway, so I’ll just cut out the middle man. Then what about that memory folks? Getting older I’ve learned my train of thought doesn’t have a caboose anymore. I go in the supermarket for only two items, come out with ten, and still didn’t get one of the two things I went there for. Then I’ve learned, whoever said, at least “air” is free, never pulled in a service station with a low tire to get some of that “free air”. What I wonder is, how much “air” am I getting for my 50 cents at the local gas station? Am I buying my air by the pound, the ounce, or what?

How do I know when I’m close to using up my 50 cents worth? For that matter, how do I know they’re not cheating me out of some of my fifty cents worth and only giving me thirty five cents worth of air? It remains one of those mysteries of life I guess. But the one most important thing I’ve learned in getting older is that YHVH has a sense of humor, contrary to what some people believe. If not, we would have a characteristic in us that He doesn’t have, so how could that be? Doesn’t it say we’re made in his image? The scriptures tell us that a merry heart does good like a medicine (Prov: 17:22). So take your medicine as often as possible! In closing, I’ve learned the older you get, the closer your walk needs to be with YESHUA and everything still works out ok.