“When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” A lot of us have heard the preceding Bible verse before. Some are familiar with the context because they exist in a faith environment, while others have a cultural familiarity to it. That cultural familiarity is interesting to me, since the Judeo-Christian culture has influenced political, legal, familial, and other aspect of social development in Western culture so much. There are phrases such as: I wash my hands of it; A bird in hand is worth two in the bush; A broken heart; A cross to bear; The apple of my eye; and many others that have biblical origins. People from all walks of life, with no exposure to Christianity use such phrases regularly without any inkling as to their origin.
I want to go back to the phrase that I started this piece with: When I was a child… This comes from 1st Corinthians 13:11. The context is a discussion of love and how love is eternal. Out of the many attributes that many of us hold dearly: wisdom, the ability to understand mysteries; a charitable heart, and other personal qualities society cherishes, none is as valuable as love. I wholeheartedly agree with that.
Yes, I do agree with 1st Corinthians 13:11. Who am I to take issue with the Bible? However, I would love to see more demonstrations of a child-like attitude in the world today. I realize that the acquisition of knowledge and the development of wisdom that hopefully comes after is important for the betterment of us all. Are you familiar with Laurel and Hardy? They were a couple of comedic actors from the early Twentieth Century who caused countless outbursts of laughter with their talent. Their famous catchphrase was, “Well, here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into.” They weren’t the originators of the phrase, but they made it popular. W.S. Gilbert earlier used it.
I often remember with joy when I was a child. Specifically, that age before adults began to indoctrinate me to the virtues of responsibility, maturity, and taking things seriously. Funny, I remember considering my playing and enjoying myself immensely each day as serious endeavors. However, adults wanted me to start preparing myself for those adult things like, having a job, contributing in a tangible way to society, considering the opinions of others as it relates to me, worrying that comes from not having enough (of anything). At seventy-three, I’m now realizing I could have kept my child-like ability to enjoy the heck out of life, and not take myself too darn seriously. Please don’t get me wrong; I’m not saying adults should live with a devil-may-care attitude, but should being an adult take most of the fun out of life?
With nice messes occurring all over the world currently; war in the Middle east, war between Russia and Ukraine, conflict in Ethiopia, Hati being held captive by gangs, senseless gun deaths daily in the United States…no need to mention more, the child-like attitude of enjoying each day would be a welcomed phenomenon. If you have the urge to tell me to grow up, I understand. Someone must be responsible for creating all the nice messes that provide fodder for the twenty-four-hour news feed.
I’m old and blessed…hope you will be too.