Catching up some other time

Where has the time all gone to?

Haven't done half the things we want to.

Oh well, we'll catch up some other time.

A few of the greetings that came in the mail over the holidays were little arrows in the heart. They were friends we had mutually sworn to get together with last year but somehow never found the time to.

Near the end of the movie "Stand By Me," the narrator writes of the day his gang of four returned home to their sleepy 60s west coast town after a summer's bonding adventure and on the threshold of high school: "As the years went by, we saw less and less of each other until we were just faces in the hall. That happens: friends come in and out of your life like busboys in a restaurant."

This day was just a token

Too many words are still unspoken.

Oh well, we'll catch up some other time.

Some of this can't be helped; it's just part of the "groaning" of the creation Romans 8 talks about. But some of this had better be helped, or we will one day wash up against the rocks of reality. For reality is ultimately about relationship.

There's so much more embracing

Still to be done but time is racing.

Oh well, we'll catch up some other time.

(lyrics by Betty Comden and Adolp Green, 1944)