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| The gleam in your eyes is from the sun hitting your bifocals. Your little black book contains only names ending in M.D.. Your children begin to look middle aged. You finally reach the top of the ladder, and find it leaning against the wrong wall. You get winded playing euchre. You turn out the light for economic rather than romantic reasons. You sit in a rocking chair and can't make it go. You're startled the first time you are addressed as "Old Timer". You just can't stand people who are intolerant. Your pacemaker makes the garage door go up when you watch a pretty girl go by. The little gray haired lady you help across the street is your wife. Everything hurts and what doesn't hurt, doesn't work. Source Unknown |
| I can give you life, but cannot live it for you. I can teach you things, but I cannot make you learn. I can give you directions, but I cannot be there to lead you. I can allow you freedom, but I cannot account for it. I can teach you right from wrong, but I cannot always decide for you. I can buy you beautiful clothes, but I cannot make you beautiful inside. I can offer you advice, but I cannot accept it for you. I can give you love, but I cannot force it upon you. I can teach you to share, but I cannot make you unselfish. I can teach you respect, but I cannot force you to show honor. I can advise you about friends, but I cannot choose them for you. I can advise you about sex, but I cannot keep you pure. I can tell you the facts of life, but I can't build your reputation. I can tell you about drink, but I can't say "no" for you. I can warn you about drugs, but I can't prevent you from using them. I can tell you about lofty goals, but I can't achieve them for you. I can teach you about kindness, but I can't force you to be gracious. I can warn you about sins, but I cannot make you moral. I can love you as a child, but I cannot place you in God's family. I can pray for you, but I cannot make you walk with God. I can tell you how to live, but I cannot give you eternal life. Author Unknown |
| You are ushering in another day Untouched and freshly new So here I come to ask You, God, If You'll renew me, too. Forgive the many errors That I made yesterday And let me try again, dear God, To walk closer in Thy Way... But, Father, I am well aware I can't make it on my own So Take My Hand and Hold It Tight For I can't get through this day, Alone! Author Unknown |
