I Think 16 Anymore (standard:humor, 906 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Jul 24 2021	Views/Reads: 836/571	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Looking back, I can see that it serves no purpose not to trust in the Lord. However, I experience things that are beyond my experience and understanding, and that's when God steps in.

I've had so many birthdays in my life that I really don't know how old I
am. All I know is that I'm one year older than I was last year. I would 
not be able to remember when my life began if it wasn't for paperwork.. 


To many people, numbers are very important, but in my opinion, a number
is just a number. 

As I look forward to another birthday, I would like to go back to being
16 again. Those were the good old days, as they say. 

When I was 16, I was rather oblivious of things that were happening in
the world. We didn't have TV back then and only got a TV when President 
J. F. Kennedy was assassinated. Dad had to get a TV to keep up with 
what was going on. 

I had no internet, computer, cell phone, video games or anything of the
like. So in all actuality, I was on my own. 

One thing that really impressed me about being 16 was that I could get a
driver's license and drive a car. The disappointing aspect about this 
was, I didn't have enough money to buy a car and so had to borrow my 
father's car when it was convenient for him. Oh boy, those were the 
days. 

At 16, I believed I had become a certified adult. I was at the stage now
where nobody could tell me what to do. I was my own boss. 

At least I thought I was my own boss. However, I still was in high
school, and for some reason, my teachers thought they were in charge of 
the class. How little did they know? 

It took being sent to the principal's office five times before realizing
I was not really in charge of my class. 

I also began to realize that being in charge of your life is very
expensive. Before I was 16, my parents paid for everything for me. But 
now that I'm 16, that income stream dried up. 

I remember my father saying to me, "Son, you're 16 now, and you are in
charge of your life." 

My smile flashed all over my face, I was now set free, and I can do
whatever I wanted to do. 

My father wasn't quite done with me yet, "Now that you are 16, you're
going to have to pay for your things.” 

At the time, I didn't know what he meant, but I shook my head
energetically and smiled, and was now ready to go out into the world 
and be my own boss. I was so anxious to get started in this lifestyle 
of being in control. 

The next day as I was ready to go to school, I stopped and asked my
father, "Dad, I need some money for lunch today." 

My father looked at me and said, “I thought you were in control of your
life?” 

“Yes, dad, I'm in control of my life; I'm my own boss." 

"Then," my father said, "that means you have to pay for your own lunch.
If you're in charge, that means you have to pay for what you have." 

He turned around and walked away, and I stood there glaring at him. I
did not know that being in charge meant I had to pay for everything. He 
should've explained that to me a little more clearly. 

One Saturday, I needed to borrow my father's car to go to a baseball
game. "Dad, can I borrow your car so I can go to my baseball game this 
afternoon?" 

"You sure can," my father said, "and by the way, the car is low on gas,
so you'll have to put gas in the car." 



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