Day 87 – Nostalgia

The other night, I proudly went to a cinema and happily paid money to watch Power Rangers. I was, like many boys my age, a huge fan of the television show and I presume my parents were huge fans of buying the toys (sometimes, over and over again).

Of course, looking back the show is overwhelmingly corny and lame, but at the time? It was awesome. It didn’t stop there, either. You see, Power Rangers was but one “action” show I loved as a kid. I spent time with the Spider-Man and X-Men cartoons (Batman: The Animated Series is considered a triumph and at the time, I barely cared) and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (as my mother fondly remembers). Then came the WWF.

I enjoy nostalgia products, and that’s what this movie was. Although not loaded with fan service, there was enough for me and my friend to react like little kids when a certain song played.

It got me thinking about that experience, about remembering the past. The so-called innocence of youth always comes to an end – life is unrelenting and eventually everyone feels that sting. But those moments before … how magical. I don’t know that I appreciated those moments enough until recently.

Then, life was simple. It was food and fun and family and friends. For me, as an 8-year-old, I had barely any troubles. I was blessed that way.

Now, I’m nearly 20 years older and just now beginning to feel the weight of what a life looks like. I’m never carefree, and while I have joy, that’s more of a foundation than a high. I miss that innocence, that ignorance of the realties of life.

On the other hand, I’m also aware today of something I wasn’t at that young age. Yes, younger me has bliss, but older Adam has encountered the Gospel. Christ’s work on the cross evens every scale, cuts through each doubt, works deep into every wound, bringing a kind of healing unimaginable without Him.

He is the Way. And so, yes, I long for those days of old where I had no worries. But should I? Perhaps it cannot be avoided – after all, what I want to do, I do not do – but oh, if I could simply program my heart and mind to dwell only on Him and what lies ahead, over the hills.

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