I look forward to that, since now, when I move my legs slowly to get out of the car, I remember those days on the basketball court when I out-jumped my opponent at the tip to start a game for the glory of St. Mary’s High School. But I believe that one day that agility will return. Yes, it is a belief that has given us Western Civilization today, as it was that confidence in the brotherhood of Judeo-Christianity that enabled us to put a man on the moon.
The strength in my legs is fading, the twilight goes into night, the fall recedes into winter, but a new day, a new year, and a new strength will return. Some call it faith; I call it the nature of things God gave us. Scientists at Yale have brought a dead pig’s brain back to life, and if they can do it, the Son of Man can orchestrate something better with God, his Father.