Job 32:7-8 

7 I said to myself, ‘Age should speak,
and length of years should make wisdom known.’
8 But it is a Spirit in people,
the Breath of the Almighty,
that makes them understand.

 

Experience is experience … but what did you learn from it?

How many did learn from history and presented a better world?

Is it not strange in daily life … that so many fit this pattern?

Even youth does not want to listen as only their thoughts are heard?

 

Love for one’s own words is the basis of their longings.

Hunger for exposure … of who they think they’ll be.

Will it in the end … bring only sorrow?

Will their children’s children … be just like me?

 

One of today’s expressions … that is heard off too little

“There is no fool like an old fool”... somewhere carved in stone.

But when ruled by young ones ... whose minds are still brittle

they’ll suck from their chosen pool ... until dry to the bone.

 

So age makes no difference unless you like strong cheese.

Old cheese tasted the best … when eaten with old wine.

Maybe some truth is here … that segregation will be where

memories and age … are treasures well defined.

 

Only to the ageless … this return makes sense.

The ones who have eternity embroidered in their hearts.

What else really matters in this world of make-belief?

Does not all turns on Eternal … all else seems to fall apart?

 

“Age should speak” ... but it lays down in its own comfort

retire and travel … and invest time in self.

The phrase: “You deserve it”... seems to drive the selfish

and with that attitude ... the end is defined well.

 

Where there is nothing left to give … death is at the door.

Life is giving of yourself … and holding nothing back.

“Love your neighbor” ... is for sure deeply to the core

of what life ought to be … at any age as fact.

 

What is to be learned from … contentment deep inside?

If embraced in godliness … this surely is “great gain”.

If one has ears to hear … one still can read the life style

for actions speak louder than words … a lesson learned through pain.

 

Jan Wienen