THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER

Lately I have been getting this question a lot, “So, how do you feel? Pretty soon you will be a grandfather?” Yes, if God’s willing, in a matter of days Santy and I will become grandparents. And, that means we will be at the same rank as Oom Andy, Oom Djaja, Oom Tek Bien, Tante Daisy, Tante Margareth, and a score of others! THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER

Lately I have been getting this question a lot, “So, how do you feel? Pretty soon you will be a grandfather?” Yes, if God’s willing, in a matter of days Santy and I will become grandparents. And, that means we will be at the same rank as Oom Andy, Oom Djaja, Oom Tek Bien, Tante Daisy, Tante Margareth, and a score of others!

Time flies and we fly along. When our children were little, I used to tell them, how I wish I could put them in a time capsule, so they would forever be under 10! Now they are grown; they have chosen their paths; and like birds—and time—they, too, will fly away. I can only watch them fly and I can only pray that the wind of God will carry them—every one of them—into His Presence.

The other day I found this poem by Perry Tanksley that I’d like to share with you. The title is “Young at Heart.” I want to share it with you because it is really fitting and it is the right reflection of you all. Despite our not-so-young-anymore age, we have stayed young.

I say to all who think/ I’m old and past my prime:
”It’s just that I’ve been young/ for a very long time!”
How have I stayed so young?/ Old age to me seems
Can’t lodge in happy hearts/ crammed full of faith and dreams.
I dream of things to be/ nor dwell on past-tense sorrows,
My gaze is on the future/ I’m planning on tomorrow.
To me evening splendor/ is the best part of the day
Do not October roses/ smell sweet as those in May?
Then say no more I’m old/ till dreams go out of style
Just say that I’ve been young/ For quite a long while!

Stay young every one! May the joy of the Lord be our strength!

Pastor Paul

Time flies and we fly along. When our children were little, I used to tell them, how I wish I could put them in a time capsule, so they would forever be under 10! Now they are grown; they have chosen their paths; and like birds—and time—they, too, will fly away. I can only watch them fly and I can only pray that the wind of God will carry them—every one of them—into His Presence.

The other day I found this poem by Perry Tanksley that I’d like to share with you. The title is “Young at Heart.” I want to share it with you because it is really fitting and it is the right reflection of you all. Despite our not-so-young-anymore age, we have stayed young.

I say to all who think/ I’m old and past my prime:
”It’s just that I’ve been young/ for a very long time!”
How have I stayed so young?/ Old age to me seems
Can’t lodge in happy hearts/ crammed full of faith and dreams.
I dream of things to be/ nor dwell on past-tense sorrows,
My gaze is on the future/ I’m planning on tomorrow.
To me evening splendor/ is the best part of the day
Do not October roses/ smell sweet as those in May?
Then say no more I’m old/ till dreams go out of style
Just say that I’ve been young/ For quite a long while!

Stay young every one! May the joy of the Lord be our strength!

Pastor Paul