The Funeral Home Clock

Yesterday I was working @ the caffiene addiction shop and I've noticed this before, but never has a costumer reacted to it in this manner. Behind the counter, hanging high on the wall is a clock that tells the time...however, the clock was given to the shop I'm assuming, because there in it's center lies the words " McDougal Funeral Home." Now, I'm not sure why anyone would actually buy a clock with that decorated on it, so I'm hoping that it was donated. Either way, it's a bit morbid and creepy. On the other hand, it does paint a strange image of time ticking away. YIKES!
Okay, so back to the story. Some random dude came in to get some coffee beans and a cup of joe. Before leaving he made the comment that the clock was advertising a funeral home and then went on to describe how his grandmother had just past away and how the funeral home was way too business like. Even to the point of asking how everything was going (service/business wise) as they lowered the casket into it's grave at the cementary! I, ofcourse, was appalled at this news. Nonetheless the gentleman ended up leaving with the comment of apologizing for being morbid, with which I, in response to the comment, put my foot completely in my mouth and mumbled something that sounded like "that's okay, we're morbid here!" Whatever that means. But seriously, how was I supposed to handle that topic of conversation? I was caught between a rock and an oncoming 18 wheeler...hypothetically ofcourse. What would you have said in that situation?

Some thoughts on 22

2 nights ago I was wide awake when I should have been sleeping and my thoughts wanderered back to a time past. Not so far in the past...but still a year ago. I found myself thinking and daydreaming (or night dreaming b/c it was @ night, but I wasn't sleeping) about the long summer days spent on the dock with my best friends. And how we haven't had the chance to hang out this summer near as much.
Then I thought about how in 3 months I'll be 22 years old. And for the 1st time, I felt really old. Not that in the scheme of life 22 is old, but that the days of joblessness and free time might be drawing to a close. That's so hard for me to say. Plus, I've gotten all of the big birthdays that occur in the 1st part of your life already out of the way. For instance: 16th birthday..."Sweet 16", 18th birthday..."You can vote", 20th..."You're not a teenager anymore," and then your 21st birthday..."You can get into any club and you get to drink anything you want!" (whether you choose to or not, you can legally). But 22nd? There really isn't a big saying when it comes to that...I'm guessin' the next big birthday will be my 40th, and I'm already over half way there...yikes.
I'm sure that in the future I'll look back on turning 22 and think of how much I needed to learn. But right now I feel old! But whether I'm "old" or not, I'm going to enjoy every minute as best as I can!
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What God gave me...

Ephesians 6:14-18
-Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.

...so that's really good stuff...