I have been around several birthdays…67 and one and a half. A chocolate company reminded me of my good fortune. It made my day!

This year marks 50 years since my High School Graduation. It seems like yesterday and like many years ago. Time is fluid, and we humans are ruled by the clock. Not so for the universe. We linearly see our lives, we are born, we grow, we die. Is the past, present, and future subjective? Einstein said that time is a stubbornly persistent illusion. Is time relative to the observer? Is there a universal ‘Now?’

The physics theory of the Block Universe states that ‘all moments in space time are equally real.’ All moments in spacetime exist simultaneously.

I digress. We mark our lives by the special events in them. We look into a baby’s eyes and see new life and the continuation of our human journey. Our corporeal body breaks down, but our spirits are fresh and young as the day we were born.

Seasons remind us of our earthly journey. We are in the season of new life… resurrection. What appeared to die in the fall is back for another round.

‘Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.’

Mystery describes our journey back to Jerusalem. Ocean waves arrive on shore. The Sun sets, and the Moon is the light of the night. The rain falls on the good earth. There is the veil. The curtains are not quite pulled together. The explorer looks between the heavy drapery. There are Grandma A and Neva J. Pilgrims are eating the first Thanksgiving dinner. Men stand in soup lines, and Berl and Merl are working on Giant City State Park for the CCC.

‘I saw my first day of first grade,’ Billy B said. ‘I told Neva J that one day was sufficient and that I would not be going back,’ Billy B said with a laugh. ‘There I am reading the Bible Story Books at Ferrel Hospital and wishing I was connected with Christ and his disciples, Billy B said. ‘I was in my little bedroom when Neva J came through proclaiming Hit the Deck, you Rubberneck,’ Billy B noted.

‘It is all going on at once,’ Jane said. ‘Beyond the veil is all of our life events and everyone’s life events happening at once,’ Jane observed. ‘There are Presidents Washington, Lincoln, and Kennedy as if they were all alive and living their presidencies,’ Jane proclaimed with amazement.

‘Could it be that we are a part of a master exam by the Creator?’ Chet asked. ‘Are we in God’s Lab and he is waiting for the empirical evidence,’ Chet hypothesized. ‘If this is the case…what next,’ Chet mused…