When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.

1 Corinthians 13:11

Boy, do I wish the conclusion of that verse described me all the time instead of just part of the time! I’m reaching the three-quarter-century mark this month and sometimes think that I am never going to reach maturity. I sometimes speak harshly, without thinking of the verbal harm. Or worse, I want my words to hurt because of my own hurt feelings. My pride occasionally makes me think that I’m superior because of the educational opportunities I have been given. At times, I turn away and pretend I don’t see the problems of those around me because it is inconvenient for me to help. These are not the actions of a mature Christian. How fortunate that God doesn’t love me only sometimes. He doesn’t occasionally provide for me. He doesn’t at times forgive my sins. His love, provision, and forgiveness are constants throughout my life and yours.

Gayle JonesHighlands Ranch, CO