Reflections of an elder eye:

Reflections of an elder eye:
On day after the fourth anniversary of the event that changed my life, I yearn to document the frustrations of life. Though I don't think my experience is unique to me, I do think my reactions to it is. I fully expect to recover from it, and benefit from it, but I don't understand why it's taking so long.

Four years seems like a lifetime when you're living on the edge of recovery. And the time is so short. And I have so much to do, and have not the mental capacity and physical prowess to do it. I'm sure God will give the resources I need when the time is right, but I think I need them now.

I have tried just about every thing I can think to increase my mental and physical capabilities, and I've made some small inroads, but the gap between my capabilities and the need is large and widening with each dawning of the sun.

But I have resolved to use the capabities I have, while I wait on the Lord. Maybe, though I hate the thought of it, this is all I have, and this is all there is.
Maybe I am asking too much. Maybe I have not made good use of what I have, and I can't have any more. If that's a fact, then more's the pity, because I thought I could do more, and there are people that will not benefiting from my wisdom, such as it is. And I an not claiming to have any wisdom in my own right. True wisdom comes from God.

There is a difference between knowledge and wisdom, and, in this day and time, we need them both: knowledge of what makes the world go round, and wisdom to discern the good things from the bad.

Soooo....... Let's begin again.