God’s Speed Limit

There are cer­tain lim­i­ta­tions built into our DNA. Humans can only be human. God has a “speed limit” to every­thing we are and do. We can only eat one meal at a time, and the diges­tive tract really does not care if we paid $2.95 or $29.95 for the meal. Pro­tein is pro­tein. How­ever it tastes, the sen­sa­tion lasts for a very short period of time. We can only wear one set of clothes at a time, and only be in one room at a time. Whether it is a man­sion or an igloo, the ner­vous sys­tem will call it home after just a few days.
Greed is non­sen­si­cal. Chas­ing the illu­sion of secu­rity is a form of insan­ity. The foun­tain of youth is a myth. What­ever it is to be human, it is lim­ited. The peo­ple fly­ing coach get to the ter­mi­nal the same time the peo­ple in first class. The plane is one unit. (Quite frankly, coach is more enter­tain­ing and you are far more likely to sur­vive a crash if you are in the tail of the plane.)
Time is the same for all. We breathe the same air and hear the same sounds. “Get­ting ahead” is illu­sory. We pretty much all arrive at the grave the same way (our bod­ies fail). Mow­ing the lawn can be as enter­tain­ing as a day of shop­ping — if you use your imag­i­na­tion (I like chas­ing frogs with my lawn­mower). It is far more fun to lis­ten to the “spit and whit­tle” guys at the local restau­rant than to pay big money for a stand-up comic in Las Vegas.
Relax, all you need in life is right in front of you. Tuxe­dos are pretty uncom­fort­able, and they look pretty silly when you have to change a flat. We can pick our style, but it is unlikely that we can actu­ally pick real­ity. Some­how, we adjust to what­ever is tak­ing place. It is a bless­ing from God. A quick read through the book of Eccle­si­astes will con­firm this — and it was writ­ten thou­sands of years ago. Respect the speed limit and have a lit­tle fun along the way, you really don’t have a lot of choice. It is only human to be human.