New Lives for Old

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Transcript of Ernest Holmes radio show “This Thing Called Life” Sunday, January 1, 1950

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This seems a strange proposition, doesn’t it, that we should not be over one year old physically, and that the mind really doesn’t age at all. Where, then, do the wrinkles come from, for most of us past a certain age have them. The answer doesn’t seem to be in nature so much as in ourselves, for we certainly are using the same mind that we did years ago and the body is being daily renewed. What is it, then, that grows old?

Now the Bible tells us to be transformed by the renewing of the mind, and the putting off of the old man and putting on the new man, which is Christ. And in another place it says, “Behold, I make all things new.” Perhaps this is another way of saying that God and the spirit within us, which must be some part of God, cannot grow old. “I am the same, yesterday, today and forever.”

Why is it, then, if Life itself is forever new, forever young, that we who live in it, and from it, experience age? The answer to this problem is not to be found in that nature which forever renews itself, nor in God who is the Father of us all, but in ourselves. Always we are looking for the perennial fountain of youth outside the self. We go in search after the waters of life, not knowing that they are already gushing from the center of our own being.

Nature has provided for eternal youth. Spirit, which is life, is forever flowing through us, but we seem to be able to stop its progress. Just as we can tie a cord tightly round the arm and so inhibit the circulation of blood that congestion, stagnation and infection follow and we actually lose the use of the limb, in a like manner we must have blocked the passage of This Thing Called Life through us.

Since we are entering a New Year, it would be well for us to consider what we are carrying into the New Year that doesn’t belong. Have we really freed ourselves from the burdens and the cares of yesterday, or are we carrying them like dead things into tomorrow? Now, yesterday has forever passed and tomorrow will forever elude us. Today is the only day in which we can really live. Isn’t it wonderful that life has already provided for the day in which we live?