Topic : Age

Santa

There are four ages of man:

(1) when you believe in Santa Claus,

(2) when you don’t believe in Santa Claus,

(3) when you are Santa Claus,

(4) when you look like Santa Claus.

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Babe Ruth

Babe Ruth had hit 714 home runs during his baseball career and was playing one of his last full major league games. It was the Braves versus the Reds in Cincinnati. But the great Ruth was no longer as agile as he had once been. He fumbled the ball and threw badly, and in one inning alone his errors were responsible for most of the five runs scored by Cincinnati.

As the Babe walked off the field after the third out and headed toward the dugout, a crescendo of yelling and booing reached his ears. Just then a boy jumped over the railing onto the playing field. With tears streaming down his face, he threw his arms around the legs of his hero.

Ruth didn’t hesitate for one second. He picked up the boy, hugged him, and set him down on his feet, patting his head gently. The noise from the stands came to an abrupt halt. Suddenly there was no more booing. In fact, hush fell over the entire park. In those brief moments, the fans saw two heroes:

Ruth, who in spite of his dismal day on the field could still care about a little boy; and the small lad, who cared about the feelings of another human being. Both had melted the hearts of the crowd.

The Pursuit of Excellence, Ted W. Engstrom, 1982, Zondervan Corporation, pp. 66-67

Seasons

I am the springtime, when everything seems so fine.
Whether rain or sunshine, you will find me playing.
Days full of pretending.
When a dime is a lot to be spending.
A time when life is beginning.
I am the springtime.

I am the summer. When the days are warm and longer.
When the call comes to wander, but I can’t go far from home.
When the girls become a mystery.
When you’re barely passing history.
And thinking old is when you’re thirty.
I am the summer.

And I am the autumn days. When changes come so many ways.
Looking back I stand amazed that time has gone so quickly.
When love is more than feelings.
It’s fixing bikes and painting ceilings.
It’s when you feel a cold wind coming.
I am the autumn days.

I am the winter. When days are cold and bitter.
And the days I can remember number more than the days to come.
When you ride, instead of walking.
When you barely hear the talking.
And goodbyes are said too often.
I am the winter…

But I’ll see springtime in heaven, and it will last forever.

From Seasons of a Man, Steve and Annie Chapman

Quotes

Birthday

Interviewer: “I see your birthday is May 5, Ms. Beale. May I ask what year?”

Ms. Beale: “Every year.”

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It’s What You Do—Not When You Do It

Let’s recognize that age has little to do with ability.

United Technologies Corporation, in Charles Swindoll, Living Above the Level of Mediocrity, p.104

Seven Ages of Man

R.M. Cornelius in The Rotarian

Man’s Life Means . . .

Man’s life means: tender teens, teachable twenties, tireless thirties, fiery forties, forceful fifties, serious sixties, sacred seventies, aching eighties, shortening breath, death, the sod, God!

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Old Timer

Old timer to neighbor: “I’ve reached the age where the happy hour is a nap.”

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Seven Ages of Man

The seven ages of man: spills, drills, thrills, bills, ills, pills, wills.

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The Duration of Life

God originally determined 30 years as the ideal span of life for all animals, including mankind. The donkey, the dog, and the monkey considered it much too long, however, and begged God to reduce their years by 18, 12, and 10. Being healthy, vigorous, and somewhat greedy, the man asked to be given those extra years.

God agreed, so man’s years totaled 70. The first 30 are his own and they pass quickly. The next 18 are the “donkey years,” during which he has to carry countless burdens on his back. Then come the “dog years”…12 years when he can do little but grow and drag himself along. This is followed by the “monkey years,” his closing 10, when he grows rather strange and does things that make children laugh at him.

The Duration of Life, from Grimm’s Fairy Ttales.



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