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Treasure trove.

I have been thinking about Myles Monroe lately. He was a charismatic orator and principled man who believed that the worse tragedy of one’s life was to die and take a wealth of potential to the grave.  He often said that the wealthiest place on earth was the cemetery. Beneath the earth, he said, were books unwritten, businesses never started, poetry unpenned and songs never set to music. He admonished people to die empty, leaving behind all that they were gifted with at birth in a tangible form to those of us who so desperately need what they were created to bestow.

Some would think that this message applies to the young who have the possibility of many years ahead of them. It has been said that youth is wasted on the young as they blithely move about life as if there was no end, spending the days of their years on foolishness instead of cultivating those talents that will bless them and others for all the decades of their existence.

However, there is another group who sit and bask in the golden years of retirement, bristling at the very thought of working past a certain “year” or age, laden with knowledge and wisdom and some remaining time that could be used to serve and help others. They, too, are sitting on fat and flat buttocks on the train to the grave with tools that can change lives in extraordinary ways.

Boomer wisdom would ask the question,  when did it become fashionable to do nothing? To shake off the need of others for advice, support, mentoring, love, guidance? At what age did Jesus say you were absolved from reaching out a hand to help the widow, the orphan, the homeless, the destitute? There is a quote attributed to Gandi in which he said, “there are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread”. Think about all the people who are hungry for the bread of life, the bread of kindness, the bread of opportunity, the bread of encouragement and in the real, a loaf of bread. While you feast on the spoils of retirement, others are literally starving.

I don’t say that you should not enjoy your life, traveling and taking advantage of this time of leisure. I only suggest that you share some of your expertise, knowledge, your abilities to assist others in improving their lot in life or helping them to strategically traverse life’s obstacles in order to succeed and/or excel.

Boomer girl would like to ask you to get out from in front of the television. Come out of the bingo halls and casinos. Open your heart to the needs of hurting people on the other side of your door. Dust off those skills that helped get you to retirement. Dig into that treasure trove of knowledge and make a difference in the lives of someone who needs you. Don’t take those valuables to the grave, my friends. You could take it with you. But, why would you?

Blessings to you!

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Happy boomer gal ( read smart, feisty, quirky, adventuresome, funny, sassy woman of a certain generation) willing to share my journey and advice with anyone who would not repeat my mistakes. Happy to fully disclose the joys and pitfalls of love at any age, the desire to age well, and the joys inherent in every day. Utilizing poetry, photography, and whatever creative entity that would bring a smile to a hurting heart. Writer, wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, humanitarian, exhorter, educator, activist, student, Christ-follower, adventure seeker, pharmacist. Hoping to give all and use all I am for the good of others. Come along. The journey may be difficult, but, it will always be an interesting adventure!

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