Inspiration came to me yesterday in that most likely of locations: the shower. For whatever reason, it seems to be a place where my mind clicks. Anyway, I came up with a really great blog post there. Title, a fitting picture, topic, some pithy lines and appropriate Scripture. But, being in the shower, pen and paper where not close at hand.
And now I’ve forgotten it all. Search my mind as I might it is gone. Zip. Nada. Jog my memory as I might, it just will not come back. It is gone.
It’s frustrating. To be so sure of one’s own ability and to feel it slip away like so much sand between the fingers.
It’s humbling. I reminds me I’m not as sharp as I think. I am finite. All my mental acuity is going to come to an end someday and there’s nothing I can do about it.
The wise have eyes in their heads,
while the fool walks in the darkness;
but I came to realize
that the same fate overtakes them both.
Then I said to myself,
“The fate of the fool will overtake me also.
What then do I gain by being wise?”
I said to myself,
“This too is meaningless.”
16 For the wise, like the fool, will not be long remembered;
the days have already come when both have been forgotten.
Like the fool, the wise too must die!
On days where my mental edge is more dull than usual, I take heart in the fact that all at the same time, I have what Paul terms ‘the mind of Christ’. That God is in the process of implanting… no, supplanting His life into mine.
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.”
2 Corinthians 4:16
Even so Lord, Come. Come Lord Jesus.