My attention was captured by a South Louisiana joke. “How long have they been married?” “I’m not sure. They are on their 2nd bottle of Tabasco.” I do have a friend who says he uses at least one a month. Most people wear it down a drop at a time. For a good part of our lives, adding to or replacing seems normal from light bulbs to new shoes. I realized that eight decades polishes the thought that “this,” whatever “this” is, may be the last I have to look for, choose, or pay for.
I moved into almost the last with a purchase of a set of cookware the fifth year of marriage. Two iron skillets, an iron Dutch oven, two light weight sauce pots, cookie sheets from Green Stamps and a 8″X12″ for one layer cakes served my purposes. However, I longed for beauty, so I bought a set of green Club Aluminum cookware. Since I never had a flat surface electric stove, those were sufficient until about five years ago. I burned rice in the bottom of one beyond redemption and another had gas flames lick around the corner to ruin a handle. I bought two non-stick offerings from Kroger and think they will lead me on, even if I live to Biden’s demanding I get a new electric stove.
This is my last house, and I don’t have to redecorate space or replace furniture – well, maybe a mattress – so sofas and a dining room table are not on my look for list. Also, the stack of towels and sheets may lack the crispness of new, yet they are still usable and the good side of presentable. Which brings me to a car and a crossed finger it will last washing machine. The second may require a necessary decision. The first will arrive at a moment of not its wearing out but my outliving the Tiguan as my means of transportation. Here I am. I’ve lived through the need to replace or renew with impunity. I’ve had enough to share with others, to offer hospitality, to welcome a stranger. What is left is irreplaceable because it is what matters the most to me. I had to come to this moment a year at a time. The final statement is, “It was all good.” Whatever your decade, rest in these verses.
Therefore I tell you do not worry about your life…….your heavenly Father knows that you need them
Matthew 6:25….32b (sorta)
Let Me Tell Ya 