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The Brew Is A Musing

My Musings – Over the past year it seems like we’ve lived under the specter of death constantly.  The reality, we always live under the specter of death no matter what age we are.  And we are constantly counting down (or is it counting up?).

Tento Seventy-Five – When I was a child, I couldn’t wait to be ten, double digits. My oldest son did not quite make it to ten.  In ten years I’ll be seventy-five.  I can wait. 

Thirteen to Seventy-Eight – Thirteen sounded so exciting, a teenager.  In thirteen years I’ll be seventy-eight, with thirteen years experience of being a senior citizen. 

Sixteento Eighty-One– What about sixteen?  Still a teenager but old enough to drive.  In sixteen years I’ll be 81, a teenager with dyslexia. 

Twenty-One to Eighty-Six –  Most of my peers could not wait until they were twenty-one, legal drinking age.  If…

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Author: thebrewisamusing

I was raised in a Christian family and my earliest childhood memories include regular Sunday school and Church attendance as a family. I was taught that our Judeo-Christian values were not just a part of our Sunday routine they should be part of our character and influence all aspects of our lives. I was also taught that as important as these values were they could not save us. We must also be “born again” by accepting Christ.

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