As usual for a Monday (or any day really), I have a song stuck in my head from our Sunday church gathering. I’ve listened to it a few more times since.
There’s a part near the end of the song that gets me thinking.
“There are so few words that never grow old…”
Most of the song is literally old words, with the verses written by Charles Wesley in 1739. A chorus and bridge added in recent years make it possible for these old words to not grow old.
There are words that do grow old though. Death, destruction, the darkness that is sin, including my own. I get tired of hearing the same words after a while, like complaints, including my own, or certain songs that are overplayed on the radio.
But there are also things that I never grow tired of, like
- fall leaves (proof: here or here for starters)
- sunrises and sunsets (one facebook page I like posts daily sunset photos taken by random people in the area and I’m not tired of seeing them yet)
- flowers blooming (proof: see flowers category)
- the kidney transplant story of my friends James and Mark
- the story of a life changed and redeemed by God
- many other songs/lyrics (not the overplayed ones 🙂 )
- sunny 70° days with cool nights
- sending or receiving real letters in the mail
- well written/classic children’s books
- the smell of baking bread (or chocolate!)
The words I especially don’t grow tired of are the unsolicited verbal “thank you” or the “sorry” and “love” notes from my kids.
This isn’t meant to be an exhaustive list, just the first things that came to mind.
I’m curious, what are some other things that don’t grow old?
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