Reading Søren Kierkegaard this morning:
“A man is changed in the course of years, and each time some portion of life lies behind him. . . . Perhaps even now there is something that makes him restless in the same way that the dance disturbs [attracts] the youth, something that absorbs his attention in the same way that a toy absorbs a child” (Purity of Heart, 34).
This is so true. As a man about to turn 63, my thoughts are absorbed by things that barely concerned me as a child and as a teenager. But they gradually became of more and more interest to me — faith, truth, humanity, justice, science, and history. Now they occupy much of my thinking. They do make me restless — restless to learn, restless to work, restless to pursue the kingdom of God.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NRSV):
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to throw away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.