Nona's Thoughts on Aging

Today is Monday and I am getting ready to start another hot day in Sri Lanka.  I am thinking that in just one month I will be standing in the airport in Eugene, Oregon with my grandchildren jumping up and down all around Popa and me.  The trip is long and hard on our bodies, especially these days (we are not getting any younger).  Popa has been talking with me about the fact that our bodies age but our spirits never do.  I need to be looking at the fact that my spirit says I can pack in an hour but my body knows it will take me a few days.  There is a much to be done here as we wrap up our counseling appointments for the summer months and finish up our teaching assignments.  My thoughts are in a bit of a whirlwind as I contemplate seeing four sets of parents in four different locations around the USA.  My dad will be eighty this summer and Craig's dad will be eighty-five.   Our mothers will be seventy-seven and eighty-two.  I cannot help but wonder about the spirit in each of them, do they still feel young on the inside?  The body begins towards an end from the first breath, the spirit however lives forever.  Knowing Jesus has persuaded me that my life is eternal and only this body will be laid to rest.  I am sure God knows my days and there is a peace in being in HIS eternal care.  For now, I am just enjoying the life I now live; forever grateful to have extraordinary children and superb grandchildren.  The contemplative Nona.