Sayeth Timothy.

Age and time tells us that it is important to visit the past. Someone, as I remember, qualifies it with the admonition “Just do not take up residency”. I believe that in those recesses of our minds we find wisdom and reassurance.

I ‘m a fixer-upper. Many, many times I have found a derelict something or another, polished it up and set it on it’s way. I imagine that all started with my summer jobs with my Uncle Charlie who was a junk (sometimes antique) dealer. it was not a waste not-want -not penchant, but a pick it up for a dime… sell if for a dollar concept. Yet buried in the economics of it all, was the desire to give old things new life.

Some of my readers will recall my efforts to restore old cars; only to find that it was the renewal process; not the driving of them. It certainly did not fit the dime to dollar idea…..more dollar to nickel.

I have tried to put my finger on it; sanding down, hammering out, and painting over the rusty, dented, and discarded; to see restoration and new life come to something that was destined for the scrap pile.

I’m sure that many of you have experienced the same thing; refinishing furniture, polishing up old collectibles. Perhaps, even to your greatest credit, you have done it with people.

I have just discovered a renewal  that calls back my youth. In my current state of more limited physical abilities; no longer able “to leap tall buildings in a single bound” (a feat attributed to Superman) I had been looking for a bicycle. This was to be a three-wheeler- three speed, because of my balance and stamina issues. I had access to one for a brief time and that gave me the confidence to begin looking for one of my own.

Months went by with no success because of limited availability and price.

…………. Until yesterday, when appeared on Craigs list; “Vintage (the secret word) Adult trike, $100.00. My kids took a look at it, warranted it fit to ride, and delivered it to me. I arrived home just as they drove up. One look, and I belonged to it. As we gingerly lifted it out of the truck, my heart had found another home.The free-at-last, wind in my hair, won’t be back until dinnertime life as a youth, surged in me. Opportunity had appeared in the form of a scratched, rusty renewable 40 year old princess who had apparently been imprisoned in a tower most of her life. And, I could save her.

We might struggle to find a message in this post. I will leave it to you to figure how God has played into this.

For me, however, Ah, it’s great to be a youngster again! Where have you been? I’ve been sooo waiting.


About 4hispraise

I am quite simply a child of our Lord God. What good that I have done or may do, I pray will reflect solely on the presence of The Holy Spirit who speaks for me in all things.
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  1. 4hispraise says:

    Ah that’s it; less the ding a ling bell. And pre- Schwinn


  2. ptl2010 says:

    Enjoy UM the Happy Wanderer and do share your adventures here!

    Here is a vintage trike : there is room for the four-legged friend too!

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