Next month will be a milestone for me, I will turn 50. I do not know why this birthday is such a big deal. Turning 30 and 40 are milestones too, but life marches on and they did not seem to make me feel all philosophical. This one does. Maybe it is because I remember so well when my mother turned 50 (I was 16 and getting ready to start my Junior year of HS). I tormented her so bad about turning 50. I made comments like “well mom how does it feel to be a half century old”. She was pretty patient with me, if the roles were reversed I would have slapped some sense into myself!! Not to fear though, she did get me back when I turned 25 (“gee how does it feel to be a quarter of a century old!”). I wish she could be here to torment me for turning a half century old. I do miss her, it is hard to believe that it has been almost 6 years since she passed. She always told me that you don’t realize how much you miss someone until they are gone. We lost her mother (my grandmother) the weekend of my senior homecoming game. I still remember that time like it was yesterday.
So, you may ask, what does this have to do with the farm? It relates to the farm because of the passage of time. All the animals on the farm have shorter lifespans than their human caretakers. But they in a way are a microcosm of human life. Every animal has a unique personality that carries it through life. Some take more risks than others and pay the ultimate price, where most just do what they can to survive. A few achieve greatness and a few are at the bottom of the pecking order. Humans in many ways are the same. Most of us just do what we can to make it by, a few become great and a few are at the bottom of the pecking order.
But, what makes us different than the animals is that we have hope. The animals here on the farm are born, they live and they die. They serve a purpose, to be food or sold to help continue the farm. There is nothing else. We have a life beyond this terrestrial plane. We are not born to die, we are born to live, forever. We humans are the image bearer of God here on the earth, whether we believe in Him or not. That is how God created us, to be His image in human form.
Now that I am on the cusp of turning 50 I realize just how important it is to have given my life to Christ so many years ago. I have not I been the best of image bearers for my Lord, but every day I learn a little more about Him and trust Him more. So here is to the next 50 years. Thanks for listening to a half a century old person ramble…..
So, you may ask, what does this have to do with the farm? It relates to the farm because of the passage of time. All the animals on the farm have shorter lifespans than their human caretakers. But they in a way are a microcosm of human life. Every animal has a unique personality that carries it through life. Some take more risks than others and pay the ultimate price, where most just do what they can to survive. A few achieve greatness and a few are at the bottom of the pecking order. Humans in many ways are the same. Most of us just do what we can to make it by, a few become great and a few are at the bottom of the pecking order.
But, what makes us different than the animals is that we have hope. The animals here on the farm are born, they live and they die. They serve a purpose, to be food or sold to help continue the farm. There is nothing else. We have a life beyond this terrestrial plane. We are not born to die, we are born to live, forever. We humans are the image bearer of God here on the earth, whether we believe in Him or not. That is how God created us, to be His image in human form.
Now that I am on the cusp of turning 50 I realize just how important it is to have given my life to Christ so many years ago. I have not I been the best of image bearers for my Lord, but every day I learn a little more about Him and trust Him more. So here is to the next 50 years. Thanks for listening to a half a century old person ramble…..
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