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Age has no boundaries. You can get old no matter where you are. I have officially experienced this concept here in Brazil. I got my OLD card. The OLD card lets me park in those coveted spots at the mall, supermarket, and wherever they exist. At least one of those so often empty spots are now MINE! Hehehehe. The OLD card lets me be in the SHORT line at the bank, post office and etc.. The other day I used that option for the first time. I was embarrassed as I entered the bank. However, when I saw the thirty or so people in the young folks line, I calmly hid behind my kindle and strolled over to the OLD line where there were only three people. Rather than the forty-five minutes it would have taken when I was younger, I spent just five! I guess that the OLD card issuers see the urgency of my getting through lines before I croak. The OLD card also gets me FREE rides on public transportation. I can get on any bus and ride anywhere my little old heart desires within city limits. AND ...

In those days... the iniquity of Israel shall be sought for ... and they shall not be found (Jeremiah 50.20) My daughter and son-in-law are visiting from the States. When they drop in it is always a time to travel down memory lane. Usually there is much laughter and great happiness as we think about how God has blessed our family through the years. Though we are presently  scattered over the wide world we have memories that take us back to a time when our family was nestled in a cozy little town in Michigan, attending a wonderful church together and basically enjoying each other. Memories are sometimes prejudiced. They leave things out or they embellish. I seem to be stronger, smarter and better looking in my memories. However, the other day my memory completely failed me. My daughter was recounting a surprise visit that I had arranged. In this memory Ann was living in another city. Thanksgiving was approaching and supposedly I wanted to surprise mom by paying for Ann and our gr...