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Lessons Learned From Sixty Years
by Thomas A. McKean
Later this month, the clock ticks forward to where I am sixty years old. When I first started attending the NUUC, I was certain I was not going to see that happen. I'm not going to tell you what I've seen, most of you have seen the same things. And I'm not going into personal experiences because most of you know that as well. What I want to do this time is tell you what I've learned.
In no particular order...
I have learned our time here is limited. When we're young, we're also immortal. Or at least we think we are. Death is for old people and we'll never be old. But then we age and the reality sinks in that one day it will be our turn to go. Along with that, depending on what you believe, comes fear or eager anticipation. Some of us can't wait to "go home to be with the Lord." Others of us feel the weight of the uncertainty of death. I came to terms with this in the wheels. I am ready to go and I am at peace with it. I don't know what - if anything - awaits me on the other side. I have my thoughts on it, but I don't know for sure. I had to get to a place where I was okay with that and I did. This congregation was helpful with that. Thank you.
I have learned that a lot of what we believe is simply because we were told to believe it. Religious faith is an example of this. Our parents take us to whatever church of whatever faith and we carry forward with that as adults. Sometimes, when we grow older and we can think for ourselves, we ask valid questions that lead us away from what we were taught as kids. Others of us continue to accept things are true just because someone said so. I have learned it is okay to ask questions.
I have learned that I do not like voting a straight ticket in the elections. I have been through enough political training, service, and experience to know how our two party system is supposed to work. It was designed by our Founding Fathers specifically to make this country stronger as time went on. And if it was working as it was designed to, this is exactly what would be happening. But it's not working as it was designed to and it hasn't been for a long time. I am not happy with either party. They have placed me in position where instead of voting for who I want, I am forced to vote for who I do not want less than the other. I can't fix this. The ones who currently can, they do not seem interested. As an American citizen, I feel absolutely powerless, like all I can do is sit back and watch us deteriorate. It is not a good feeling.
I have learned that sometimes different isn't wrong, it's just different. I have learned that I am also different and that I don't have the right to judge others who are different. There is, however, one exception to this. That exception - at least for me - is whether or not that difference is harming others. I have problems with man's inhumanity to man.
I have learned to not live in an echo chamber. A lot of people do, a lot of people will watch only FOX or MSNBC. The Jehovah's Witnesses will disown you if hang out with anyone who isn't JW, and even the Bible itself tells us not to associate with anyone outside the faith. (See 2 Corinthians 6:14.) But while we may be more comfortable in the echo chamber, there is also no room to grow.
One of the many things traveling taught me is there are so many different ways to perceive the world and the environment around us. It taught me to consider other points of view instead of dismissing them completely. This isn't to say I will always agree with those other views, but my mind has been changed before when presented with valid evidence. I want to always be open to that.
I have learned that despite what we are told (and despite the countless thousands of comics I have read), love does not always conquer all, good does not always triumph over evil. There are, and will be, days when the dragon wins.
Okay - maybe Spider-Man can web the bad guy, maybe Wonder Woman can ensnare an evil doer in a magic lasso, maybe Batman can punch and batarang his way to justice, maybe at 60 I can still feel the same joy I did as a child every time I see that happen. But ...
... but the real world doesn't work that way.
Darkness is out there. Evil is out there. There is no webbing, no magic lasso, no batarang, no power ring, no strange visitor from another planet with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men that's going to save us. We need to save ourselves and right now we seem determined not to. I am believer in Roddenberry's vision of the future, but with things like Nazis currently free to walk our soil while waving their flag and hiding their faces, I also have my doubts that mankind will ever see it.
I have learned the world will change and go on without us. In my own field of autism, there are changes happening that I consider to be dangerous and harmful. But Elvis gyrating on the Ed Sullivan Show was also considered dangerous and harmful. We've had our time, now we pass the baton on to the next generation as the previous one did for us. And - like us - that generation will reshape the country and the planet as it sees fit, and sink or swim on it's own. We need to step back and allow them to do that.
I have learned the things we think matter really don't. It isn't about the mansion on the hill, the sports car in the garage, the designer clothes in the closet, the jewelry in the drawer, it isn't about keeping up with the Joneses. All of that will fade, it will be forgotten. What's important, the *only* thing that's important, is what we leave behind in the hearts and memories of others. One would hope we leave kindness.
I have learned that there are other things that just don't matter. Too many people think they do, but they don't. Things like the color of your skin, who you choose to love, what faith you choose to believe, where you were born, how much money or education you do or don't have, whether you're healthy or not, how much you do or don't weigh, things like this are all on the surface. What matters goes deeper. It is just one thing - whether or not you are a good person, whether or not you follow the law and care about others. As MLK said, it isn't about the color of your skin, it's about the content of your character.
There is one other thing I have learned.
I have learned that friendship is real. Connection is real. Community is real. Another thing I learned from the traveling is the most important things are local and they matter just as much as any place else. We don't need to make a difference out there because there are differences to be made here where we are. I am currently serving on a board of directors that gives grant money away within the State of Ohio. I love doing that. The real victories happen locally at the grass roots level. Local friends, family, and community are what sustains us. That includes, for me anyway, the community at the NUUC.
I can sit here and tell you what I've learned, that's easy. Putting it into practice, that's a lot harder. But I find that even as so many other things become more difficult with age, these things become easier. We are, I hope, forever growing. That isn't something we ever age out of. I know I am a better now than I was before. I hope soon to be a better person still. And on it goes.
If there is something you would add to this list, let me know. I'd love to hear your own take on aging.
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