And Thinking of Feelings

Teach us to number our days,
    that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

  • Psalm 90:12

Woah, my love, my darling
I’ve hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me

Lonely rivers flow
To the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea, yeah
Lonely rivers sigh
“Wait for me, wait for me”
I’ll be coming home, wait for me.”

  • Alex North / Hyman Zaret, Unchained Melody

The melody may be unchained, but it became the last link in a melancholy chain the other day.

First, my wife could not remember who her boss was fifteen years ago.  That got me worried.  Each time she cannot remember, I wonder if the early onset is getting worse.

Second, that night I watched a television show on Radiant TV, inspiration and meditation with song, scenery, and Scripture – something like that.  The scenery was one of the snow-capped mountains of Washington state, Mount Rainier or Mount Adams.  I could not tell which due to the unusual camera angle.  I suddenly wanted to take my wife to those places where we have been, so that she could remember.  Then I remembered, due to the kidney dialysis, those days are over.  We would have to stop every other day for a dialysis session.

Third, I was reviewing a post and confirming that the video would work.  When the video ended, it suggested other videos and I clicked on Unchained Melody.  I love the song, whether it is sung by Bobby of the Righteous Brothers, or Perry Como, or the Platters.  Three different styles, all good.

That is when it hit me.  Hyman Zaret, who wrote the lyrics years after the melody was written, is not exactly right.  Time goes by so slowly, until you wish time would stop, and then it seems to race by.

The Scripture says a lot in few words.  It is great wisdom to number of days, and pack as much into them as we can.

“Today, just take time to smell the roses, enjoy those little things about your life, your family, spouse, friends, job. Forget about the thorns -the pains and problems they cause you – and enjoy life”

  • Bernard Kelvin Clive, Your Dreams Will Not Die

Soli Deo Gloria.  Only to God be the Glory.


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  1. Gregory worries every day about what he can and can’t remember— ode to this aging crap!!!

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