I've gotten to know several fellows recently that are about my age and we occasionally joke about being old codgers and chasing the "dagnab kids" off of our lawns. But it really wasn't funny when I read a news item a few weeks ago about an elderly man in the Cincinnati area who shot a teenager for walking across his lawn. The news item disturbed me and I feel a little hesitant about making jokes about it now.
What is it that makes folks get mean and nasty when they get older? My wife sometimes complains that I get a little crabby now and then. It's not intentional and I don't even realize that I'm acting that way until somebody points it out.
I don't really know where I'm headed with this post, it's just something that's been on my mind lately. I don't want to be a mean person, I want to be a loving and caring one. I think I am for the most part, but that mean old geezer is just under the surface waiting for me to get impatient or upset about something so he can make an appearance.
"As holy people whom God has chosen and loved, be sympathetic, kind, humble, gentle, and patient." Col 3:12
I guess that's the answer. When I get crabby, I'm straying away from what God has called me to be and I need to get back on track.
By the way, what's the difference between a scallywag and a whippersnapper?