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1st of October 2014

The beginning of October will see the first weeks that my family home is down to two bodies. No, I haven’t thrown anyone out but number two son is now off to university. I have to admit that the thought of more space, more time in the bathroom, and more food in the fridge, has made me slightly giddy. I am sure, that as in many other families, the teenage years can be fraught with hormone induced tension (putting it lightly) and a certain prompt to ask, “Where to mate?” as yet another late night taxi run is done in slippers.

However, my gruff and gleeful shout of “Hurrah” is tinged with much sadness. Why? Well, not because I am losing another son but that I am, infact without question and undeniably, getting old. I am very proud of all my children but not when it comes to them making me feel ancient; and they do that very well. I have done the weddings of friends and now do the weddings of my friends’ children. I have gone from never knowing where my local GP’s surgery was, to my doctor having a hernia each time he picks up my notes.

But age is a thing we can’t escape from, so we should embrace it. Choosing a path that fights against it is folly because it is a time when we know that life actually is not too bad. The scripture that encompasses my hope as I roll ceaselessly to old(er) age is 2 Corinthians 4:16 “Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day”. The more years we have, the more chance we have of changing, of doing better and we have more opportunities to put things right. I am inclined to want that rather than rushing around thinking I need to recapture my youth. That sounds like far too much hard work for an old man like me! Love Jason, The Man in the Manse

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