Man is by no means a material germ rising from the imperfect and endeavoring to reach Spirit above his origin.
Life and goodness are immortal. Let us then shape our views of existence into loveliness, freshness, and continuity, rather than into age and blight.
Each succeeding year unfolds wisdom, beauty, and holiness.
Showing posts with label Age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Age. Show all posts
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Day 126: Agelessness
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Life
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Day 125: Age Not
decrepitude is not according to law, nor is it a necessity of nature, but an illusion
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Footsteps of Truth,
Self-government
Friday, April 29, 2011
Day 110: Senses of Soul
Neither age nor accident can interfere with the senses of Soul, and there are no other real senses.
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Saturday, May 15, 2010
Day 125: Age and Decay
243:16-245:31
The story in this reading is of the woman who never aged, waiting for her lover from youth to return. It is a beautiful story. I love Mary Baker Eddy's stories. She tells them well.
I didn't mark any passages because I have been thinking about age lately. I have small children and I have friends who are just past retirement. Most of the people I see are between the ages of thirty and fifty. So on a daily basis, I deal with three generations of people.
Society places a large importance on behavior, thinking, and speech based on age. Little kids can do all sorts of things adults can't do. Seniors, the same. So it is terrible hard for me to get away from the concept of age on any given day. Before kids, it seems like it was much easier to just be oblivious.
So I'm working on age. I want to respect the wisdom that comes with experience but ignore the material aspect of the effects of time passing. That's tricky.
What caught your eye?
The story in this reading is of the woman who never aged, waiting for her lover from youth to return. It is a beautiful story. I love Mary Baker Eddy's stories. She tells them well.
I didn't mark any passages because I have been thinking about age lately. I have small children and I have friends who are just past retirement. Most of the people I see are between the ages of thirty and fifty. So on a daily basis, I deal with three generations of people.
Society places a large importance on behavior, thinking, and speech based on age. Little kids can do all sorts of things adults can't do. Seniors, the same. So it is terrible hard for me to get away from the concept of age on any given day. Before kids, it seems like it was much easier to just be oblivious.
So I'm working on age. I want to respect the wisdom that comes with experience but ignore the material aspect of the effects of time passing. That's tricky.
What caught your eye?
Labels:
Age,
Chapter 8,
Footsteps of Truth,
Story
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