I am reminiscing this morning. Last night, our favorite daughter-in-law sent us a great picture of our favorite grandson. He’s six weeks old and has the greatest crooked grin I have seen since his daddy was that age 25 years ago.
That photo prompted Mrs. Sweetie to want to find some pictures of favorite son at about six weeks. Yep! The grin has some definite similarities.
We also looked at some old photos of our house. We still live in the same house that we moved into when favorite son was 3 months old. It doesn’t even look like the same house or yard. So many changes. So much living.
Not too many years ago I began receiving word that some of my email newsletters were arriving as a jumbled mess of either “computer speak” or “Greek” depending on who was commenting. I couldn’t figure out what was going on because it looked absolutely fine on my computer. Having exhausted all my technical know-how (in about 2.7 minutes), I called one of my geek support friends. His answer: have them print it and fax it to you so you can see what they are seeing.
My response: Fax! That is so 1990’s!
In the world I often operate in, even email is becoming old technology. Blogs … Texting … IM … Tweets … Facebook. I think I am so cool. And then they play MY music on the oldies station and I think, “Wait a minute! That’s good stuff! Don’t relegate me to the oldies station.”
That reminds me of the first church I pastored back in 1988. One of the men in the church was upset that the church had replaced the mimeograph machine (you may need to look that up) with a copier.
Is there an oldies station for old technology—a place where sad mimeographs, fax machines, slide carousels, and filmstrip projectors can still feel useful? I am so tempted to make a church joke here, but I am resisting.
Maybe some other things feel the same way as those other “oldies” … my hymnal … my Bible … my wife (just kidding about that one, Sweetie). There is a lot of life left in them. There is a lot of good left in them. There is a lot of wisdom, a lot of hope, a lot of grace, a lot of the presence of the One who is called the Ancient of Days (Daniel 7:9,13,22).
Maybe that’s why some wise (and probably chronologically enhanced) person came up with the term Oldies, but Goodies.
But let us not be so oldies-focused that we forget that the One who is called the Ancient of Days said, “Behold, I make all things new.” (Revelation 21:5). The Bible also references the singing of “a new song.” (Psalm 33:3, 40:3, 96:1, 98:1, 144:9, 149:1, Isaiah 42:10, Revelation 5:9, 14:3).
Whether we are “oldies” or “newbies,” our lives matter to Him.
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