Some life isn’t it? Just another plan gone wrong because somebodys stole from us. Like you, for me anything past 2035 is gravy and I don’t figure I’ll need much by then. Unfortunately one side of my family tends to live quite awhile and I seem to have inherited some of those genes.
If possilbe the best plan is to work and then die. That is what they all really want us to do. Oh, and pay taxes so they can give it away until we do die.
I keep thinking of an old Hymn, “This world is not my home I’m just a’passin’ through. If Heaven’s not my home oh Lord what will I do?” I certainly hope so. Outside my front gate most things irritate, frustrate and scare me.
My favorite OT book is Ecclesiastes. It sums this life up very nicely. And it is a very temporary thing.
I actually see it as sort of a “very real feeling” virtual reality game, or something like the Matrix.
On the other hand, the REAL world awaits. So this one doesn’t really frighten me. It’s not real, in the real sense.