We were with dear friends last night. Charlie, one of the dear friends (they all were), mentioned one of the great prophesies...that young men would see visions...that old men would dream dreams. We were with young and old, you see. And the beauty of the evening was that they were indistinguishable, interchangeable - which I see now is the point of Joel's great prophesy. Because it's young men who usually dream dreams. It's the old that see vision. But in God's world, there is no age. The young are old. The old are young.
Outwardly, Paul says to the Corinthians, I am wasting away. Inwardly, I am becoming new day by day.
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