Those were her words to me.
I still do not know her name but we all call her Mama 80.We had just left a family’s residence and Mama was in her (usual) storytelling mood. Tale after tale from a time before my birth accompanied every step as we slowly made our way back to her house. You need to listen to older people at least once in a while; you’ld gain alot.
Mama 80, as we respectfully call her is one of those rare grandmothers. At her age, she displays strength that’d frighten many people my age and younger. She walks by herself, still reads without any aid and her words…oh her words, fiery as ever. Her command of the English language surpasses that of most undergrads today (sad but true). That’s Mama 80.
“If I’d known God at this your age”, referring to me, “I’d have been raising the dead by now!” she said, with her trademark force that a stranger could easily have misread as anger. I smiled quietly as I pondered on the depth of that statement. Mama went on to tell me things I probably would never share on this platform but looking back, one thought comes away with me.
THE MISTAKES THAT WE MAKE IN OUR YOUTH MAY EVENTUALLY BE FORGIVEN, BUT THE CONSEQUENCES CAN HAUNT US FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES.
Trust me, the last thing you want to do in your latter years is flash back to a life of shouldas, wouldas and couldas.
I would have done that.
Maybe I could have made better use of that opportunity.
Maybe I should have listened to God when He told me xyz.
Witnessing the expression of such regrets is painful. Imagine living it.
Dear reader, you have a very precious privilege in your hands right now. It’s the privilege of youth. What have you been doing with it? What moves are you making? What foundations are you laying? Are you living with your eyes on tomorrow as your hands grasp today? Or have you fallen for the deception “I’m still young, I still have time”?
THE NUMBER ONE PROBLEM WITH BEING YOUNG IS NOT KNOWING WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE OLD.
If we could have a foretaste of our latter years, maybe we’d better understand the importance of this precious season in our lives. Maybe. Just maybe.
I really can’t say if Mama 80 would have been raising the dead by now, but who’d ever know? Hmmm. ..think about that- WHO WOULD EVER KNOW?
Now you’re young. Make it count. Today.
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