Thoughts: “It does not yet appear what we shall be.” When you are young, everything is possible in the future. Your pimples will disappear. You will pass physics class. You will wander through Scotland, snipping a sprig of heather, sipping tea in Glamis Castle, walking reverently through the library at Abbotsford.
When you are old, you feel as though what you will be has indeed appeared – along with wrinkles and aching knees. Scotland is a wistful dream. You sit by the fire and you reread old books and you listen to old music. You don’t expect to become anyone, anymore.
Yet John says we don’t know what we shall be.
Discussion: What do you want to be?
Activity: “I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies,
But take the dimness of my soul away.”
Do you know the hymn in which this verse appears?
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