Raoul’s Two Cents: November 15, 2024
Is That All There is?
This is rare — I got a cold and a cough. I still haven’t figured who the scoundrel is that gifted me with this virus; and maybe it’s the meds but I feel like crawling back to bed to hibernate for a month.
So this got me thinking. Could I really just spend my time laying in bed the whole day? What if I’m fully retired and have oodles of money to last me till my dying days, what would I do? For one thing, I’m sure I won’t waste my time in bed!
Many retirees I know travel. I’m happy for them. I can see how that would be fun for a while. Sure it will be interesting to smell, to walk, to feel, to taste the food of these different places but I’m certain I’d tire of that quickly. For me, there has to be something more than filling up my photo gallery with selfies. I’m not judging anyone … this is just me.
I remember a song from the late 60’s by Peggy Lee. The song is about a woman looking for meaning in life. She really doesn’t find one. How sad. All the adventures that life has to offer and she asks herself: “Is that all there is?”
If you are contemplating the meaning of life, I invite you to read the book of Ecclesiastes. Click on the image below for a short video from the BibleProject.com explaining life. It leaves you with a better perspective.
Some people have a bucket list of things to accomplish before they die. I don’t. Do you? Do you have to climb Mount Everest? Skydive? Drive a Ferrari? Travel around the world?
Well, perhaps I do have one in my list — I want to teach kids all that I know to help them start a career and (more importantly) to teach them about my faith. It’s a simple wish that will bring me so much joy — knowing that what I share will last for eternity.
But this is just me. What’s in your list? TGIF people!
“Meaningless! Meaningless!”
says the Teacher.
“Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless.”— Ecclesiastes 1:2
“To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.” — Robert Louis Stevenson
“The secret to life is meaningless unless you discover it yourself.” — W. Somerset Maugham
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Parting Shots
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My good friend (and jokester) Terry and I came up with these.
Heather
November 22, 2024 at 7:51 am
Hi Raoul: I hope you get past the cold you have. Regarding retirement I officially retired at 60 because the company I worked for went out of business after many years. I knew I didn’t want to hang around and clean house and I just stumbled into the job I’ve had for 18 years selling caskets. I lost my husband in 2009 but I’m still coasting on the memories we created together and I feel his presence around me all the time. My oldest son Jamie and his wife MO came in Thursday night from Kentucky to spend the weekend. We sat in the house and talked and laughed for hours. The trick in life is to be where you’re at when you’re there. Happy grateful for all of the Lord’s blessings and to acknowledge your spouse and the best thing that ever happened to you.
Heather
Hilda
November 22, 2024 at 7:52 am
Not necessarily. With my MS in Instructional Tech, i am qualified by state to teach in High School but, that’s not my interest. I would like to lecture, train, that sort of thing…on subjects i am qualified to talk about or share.
I’m basically a technical writer: scripts, grant proposals, manuals, brochures, banners, flyers, etc. currently volunteering to create an 8-page weekly church bulletins
Hilda
Larry
November 22, 2024 at 7:55 am
TEACHER TEACHER
You would make a good teacher. Do you know the song, Teacher, Teacher, teach me love?
I can’t see you in a mortarboard. You are not the professorial type. I can see you at the chalkboard, writing out lessons for children.
Maybe, I am still back in the 60’s. They might not use chalkboards anymore. Probably, everyone has a laptop.
I have a friend who is a student teacher. He says the kids are on their phones all the time at school playing games.
Anyway, Mr Pascual, class starts at Eight.
TGIF