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When I was a child

March 4, 2010

I can still remember when one day felt like a never ending wonderful adventure. I remember when death was only something I heard about in a good story. I remember when my whole life was my friends and when having over $20 dollars in my wallet made me feel rich and the possibilities were endless on how I would spend it. I still vividly remember the feeling I had about life in my youth.
Somewhere along the line, responsibility threatened to become bigger than life. Somewhere along the line money became necessary for survival. Somewhere along the way people I loved began to experience real death and real pain. Somewhere along the way I was no longer a child.

The journey I’m on right now has me searching not to revert to childhood, but as an adult, to retain the joy that God gives in this life, to nuture and feed what is right with the world in the midst of all that is also wrong. I long to keep the passion of youth, and the passion and zeal for life, for God, for others, and for living. I’m guessing I’m not alone with that but it feels good to express it anyway.

Most of you reading this are most likely almost or all the way by definition an adult. As you deal with the routine of life, the responsibility of life, and the pain of life, don’t forget the joy of life. Don’t forget the love of life. Don’t forget to revel in the gift of life. When you feel your passion welling up inside, don’t always shove it down to go to the next responsibility. Let it bubble up now and then, and spill over. Don’t forget what is was like to be a child.

John 10:7-10 ESV
7So Jesus again said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you,(D) I am the door of the sheep. 8All who came before me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9I am the door. If anyone enters by me,(E) he will be saved and will go in and out and(F) find pasture. 10The thief comes only to steal and(G) kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.

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