Some more reflections on growing older . . .

Some more reflections on growing older, and a few other things thrown in for good measure . . .

I've come to the conclusion that friends are friends. You know it almost the minute you meet them. You say to your self, "Now, there is someone I really like."— and you know that they feel the same. So, I don’t waste a lot of time “cultivating” friends. They’re either friends, or they are not friends. I believe in being nice to people, however. But, I do not expect everyone to be my buddy.

Another thing I noticed. I don’t step on bugs as much as I used to when I was a kid. I couldn’t create a little lady bug, or a grasshopper if I wanted to—so, I just admire them. I also marvel at God’s awesomeness in all of His handiwork.

Something else, too. I don’t need to be progressive to be contemporary. Show me a progressive Christian and I show you one that is setting himself up for a good doze of heresy. The Bible is the Bible, and according to the Bible, “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.” (Heb. 13:8)

So, I don’t feel compelled to support the liberal agenda, or play tootsies with others that seem to be hellbent on destroying America. No, I am not an old curmudgeon, either. I just have reached certain conclusions. Now, if you don’t agree. Fine. That is your privilege. But, please give me the same liberty as you demand. Okay?