The Too Waste of Time Forever
Time as it passes by me has seemed extremely sad slipping away. And after building me up, threatens to grindingly wear me down like a flower wilting during a night time.
It does not matter if the dimming memories are happy or not. In fact the happier can be the sadder. It does not help that heaven promises us eternity in a never ending present tense.
Funny how it strikes me now. I was right there in the congregation during a sermon when a little boy, I sense about eleven, was told by the preacher his little dog could not be with him in heaven because he did nor have a soul. The dog that is!
A pet dog is not only very loving, but also very forgiving. Whatever kind of memory is it being promised to that boy? A heaven without his dog?
Samuel Clemens commented, I remember reading on this very subject when he said there were commonly many dogs who would d get into heaven well before more than that many people.
I guess there are many more young people, who like me got off to a bad start in churches. Me all the while piling up perfect attendance awards being drilled to death with messily executed mind numbing coloring books.
Once upon a time always in my memory.
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