619.
Culmination
Is it time?
Is it time to come to the maker? To even think about doing so? To be serious about it? Or is it not yet time? I feel it though, although not quite completely. We still have our needs, our wants. We still want what we haven't had. We still want our share here. We want what we think is our entitlement. But when shall we let go and jump. Not yet, but soon. Maybe.
Our lives still have some pleasure. Something is still gotten out of life, but there are a lot of dead ends. Many things have become stale. Many things disappoint. There is little redemption in most of what we do, run across or have. Nothing feels good, like “that's it.” Nothing satisfies. There are still unfinished desires and needs. There is much that is incomplete, but is there enough time left to complete?