One Solution

You’ve probably heard the jokes that start with, “You know you’re old when...” The possibilities abound. Here are a few of my favorites: You know you’re old when...

• you’re standing next to your car with your keys in your hand, but you can't remember whether you're going somewhere, or you just got back.

• you walk out to the parking lot of the mall, and not only did you forget where you parked, but you forgot what car you were driving.

• you sit down to the breakfast table, and the snap, crackle, pop you hear isn't your breakfast cereal.

• you bend over to tie your shoes and ask yourself, "Is there anything else I need to do while I'm down here?"

It’s amazing how a couple of years changes your perspective on these witty lines. More and more I’m able to relate to the criteria that identifies me with the aged. In my antiquity, another possibility has come to mind, but this one is more serious, ...even alarming. You know you’re old when the things you have always considered sinful, are condoned and encouraged among the people who profess to know and love God.

For instance, there was a time when homosexuality, divorce, abortion, premarital and extramarital relationships, morbid and inhumane entertainment, cheating, lust, gluttony and other abuses of the body were considered unacceptable behaviors even by the general populous. Among “Christians” of yesteryear, the fact that these issues were sin, was settled, and there would be no dialog with the world about adjusting God’s perimeters for right.

Yes, I’m starting to feel my age, I have lived long enough to see what time and godlessness can do to a society bent on satisfying itself rather than its Creator. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not suggesting that I might be worthy to “cast the first stone.” Not one of us is better off than the others. All of us sinners are in the same predicament, and there is only one solution to our ills, His name is Jesus. I have found Him and have experienced His forgiveness, have you?