I spend a lot of time on my computer, probably more than I should. But it is my companion. My computer starts my day with inspiration, a Bible verse and prayer from Faith. It keeps me in touch with friends and family, brings me the latest news (I can select the source), provides laughs, and stimulates thought. It takes me to wonderful places and shows pictures of people and places I’ve enjoyed in years past.
My computer asks me questions and makes suggestions. It allows me to delete or sleep messages and messengers that annoy or upset me. (I sometimes wonder how often I’m deleted or put to sleep.) It’s a trip down memory lane and a map for future adventures. When we were shut down due to the pandemic, it allowed me sit at eye-level with my pastor for Sunday Worship Service. Just lately my computer has been suggesting a dating service. That doesn’t annoy me, but it does amuse me. I hadn’t gone searching for that site.
I treasure my PC, iPad and iPhone. I’m glad I live in the age of technology. I’ll admit I can’t really keep up, and that I probably haven’t seen anything yet.
Recently, there was a question on Facebook asking what we had wanted to be when we grew up. At this point, it might be more appropriate to ask what I want to be now that I am old. But back to the question of what I wanted to be when I grew up. I never really gave it much thought. In my dreams, I’d be a world traveler and take fantastic pictures of animals, places and people.
Later, I didn’t give much thought to where I wanted to go in my career. I hadn’t planned to have a career. I just got a job to help with the extras. It turned out to be a successful career. I just took advantage of opportunities as they came along. While I didn’t consciously develop a plan, Someone, somewhere may have had a plan. It turned out well. Frank and I were, and now I am, able to travel much of the world and take a lot of pictures. I haven’t put away my camera and passport.
And now, the question for today. What do I really want to be when I grow old?
I want to be recognized and remembered for who and what I have been over the years. My hearing, vision, and memory may be failing, I may not be as strong and fleet of foot as in years past, but the real me is still in here. You may lend me a hand but let me do it myself. At least for as long as I am able.
I want to see and know the four generations of my family and to visit friends and places I’ve loved. I want to worship and study with brothers and sisters in Christ. I want to play games and laugh with my neighbors. I want to have my view on the news and politics heard. I want to be seen as a valued member of my family, my community and society.
That’s what I want, now that I’ve grown old. Thanks be to God, that’s what I enjoy so far. Incidentally, I wonder if there will be computers on the other side? I do remember the password.
Tess Todd
8/2/2021
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