I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
Karen wanted to watch the Bruce Springsteen broadway show. It was on something called “Netflix”. Just saying “Netflix” makes me chuckle. Right up there with “podcast ” and “tweet.” But that’s a different story…
We tackled it last night. I made in through one hour. He is a talented guy.
This one line really grabbed me. He said the thing he misses from his youth is not having that “blank page” in front of him, that story that is still to be written.
I feel badly for Bruce.
The prophet said -
Your young men will see visions,
your old men dream dreams.
I may feel differently when I am as ancient as Mr. Springsteen, but I don’t expect so.
I think that if anything the book is getting more intense.
I am learning to fill the blank pages with less drivel.
I am seeing the heart of God and the hands of good people with much more clarity.
I am recording the fears and foibles that characterize our existence with considerably more grace.
I am experiencing the dance with more intensity.
And the discovery is leaving me speechless (metaphor you understand!)
I admire Bruce Springsteen’s talent and accomplishment. I really do. But his experience isn’t mine. For him “Glory Days” is about someone’s past.
Glory days, for me, are being lived right now and they brighten and excite my future.