The Riddle of the Sphinx

 March 14, 2017

Lent – Season of Change

What animal walks on four feet in the morning, two feet at noon, and three feet in the evening, yet has only one voice?

In childhood I crawled. Others made major decisions concerning my life and future. I had little choice over where or with whom I lived, where or with whom I went to school.

As an adult I make decisions for myself. I decide whether to go to school; I choose my college.  I decide whether to marry; I choose my beloved. I choose my neighborhood, my house. I have the illusion of being in control.

Sometime in mid-life I realize that most of life is a response to events and circumstances over which I have little control. Loved ones die, jobs end, people I counted on let me down.

All I can do is ride the wind with as much grace and dignity as I can muster.

Fill my sails, Lord.

I say to you, when you were younger, you used to dress yourself and go where you wanted; but when you grow old, you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go.    John 21:18


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