Opus 2015-124: Star Surfing

I am uncoordinated.  I was in fifth grade before I learned to ride a bike.  I was 25 years old before I understood give-and-go on the basketball court.  I am not sure if I can walk and chew gum because I don’t chew gum.  Maybe that is the reason.

I was thinking about all the things that look like fun that I will never try.  I might put one foot on a skateboard but I make sure I have two hands on a rail and the other foot on the ground.  I would try skiing but I have memories of my children being helicoptered out of the mountains after a brief trip on the snow and a meeting with a tree that could not get out of the way in time.  There is a long list of things I will never do in this life.

What about the next life?  What will eternity be like?  Will Jesus teach me to surf?  Will I ever be able to play the piano?  Will I be able to eat and not come down with diabetes? 

Or will it be so overloaded with unimaginable experiences that sky-diving will sound boring?  Just think of finding out that your best sexual experience seems like iceberg lettuce when you look at the potential ingredients available.

It will be a glorious eternity.

homo unius libri