Last Monday night at church, I asked one of our little girls how old she was. She grinned and held up six fingers.
I said to her, “Well, tomorrow I will be this many,” and I kept flashing fingers until they added up to 62.
With very wide eyes, she asked, “Did you see dinosaurs when you were little?”
In 1968, the movie, “2001: A Space Odyssey,” hit the screens. I was 17 years old. A friend and I began to calculate how old we would be in 2001 and concluded that we would be nearly dead. We would be 50. My perspective has changed a bit since then. Read More»