Isn't it incredible
how the longer we live on this Earth
the more the passage of time
between the world outside us
and the world within us seems out of
I attended my 35th high school reunion recently.
It was held at the 4-H camp
that I grew up next to as a child.
When I got there
the very first thing I noticed was the little Oak trees
that I used to climb up as a boy
now seemed as tall as Redwoods.
How had that happened?
I had arrived early
so I volunteered to help get things set up.
I placed some chairs around the tables
and then got drafted to blow up the party balloons.
For some reason my aging lungs couldn't seem to get my balloons quite as large as my friend's,
who was helping me out.
Then later when we all gathered together at the buffet table
I had to remind myself not to put too much food on my plate
lest I be up all night again with indigestion
I glanced through an old yearbook that was there
and saw my teenage self again.
I wondered where that guy with the thick, brown hair
and cast-iron stomach had gone.
As I started to talk to my old high school friends
I noticed something else too.
We all looked a little different.
There was some with gray hair.
There was some with no hair.
And we all seemed to have a few extra pounds and a few extra wrinkles.
Yet, the moment we started to talk and catch up
the years melted away
and our young souls shined through.
On the outside, we all seemed a little wiser and more mature,
but on the inside
every single one of us was bright, beautiful, and vibrant
On the inside, every single one of us was still young.
35 years may have aged our bodies a bit,
but it hadn't had any effect whatsoever on our souls.
Our souls are created in Love.
Our souls live through Love.
And Love never ages.
Love is both immortal and forever young.
And so are we.
May you live all of your days here from your young soul then.
May you coax your aging body along
so it can share all the love you possibly can in this life.