If numbers aren’t important—God wouldn’t have created them. There are some folks out there who’ll argue this point. Atheists aren’t known to have a rock solid basis for their reasoning here, so I let them have their say without verbal challenge. Trying to engage closedminded people in a serious debate is next to impossible.
Numbers take on special significance about the time we hit grade school. Up until then, each increasing number for age generally signifies presents, ice cream, and cake—nothing else—at least for me it did. Birthday years still don’t get tons of hoopla until a kid turns 13. Teenager is the magic word at this point in time.
I’ve always been a numbers guy, more so interested in the age of material things over that of people. A coin collector from early on, I was most intrigued by any coin starting with 18. My first 1800s coin was an 1890 silver dollar given to me by Papa Haynes. It took a couple of decades to take possession of one beginning with 17. I’ve never owned a coin starting with the number 0 for obvious reason.
Numbers are highly important in all work areas, from the clerk at a fast food restaurant, to the CEO of a large company. For mechanics, numbers are most essential. The low compression numbers of cylinders on an internal combustion engine gives an indication on what’s causing a loss of power.
Each year, my doctor orders a slew of blood tests. Much like a diagnostic test on a Chevrolet engine, the return numbers associated with these medical tests gives him an indication on how my body’s faring. This year, more numbers seem to be ascending while they should’ve been climbing, while others were higher when they should’ve been lower.
Doc will have me doing a regimen of things I’m sure to get them in the acceptable range. It seems the older a person gets the harder it is to correct these abnormalities. High or low numbers in a blood test can mean a variety of ailments, some of them serious, with new pills seemingly the most called for cure.
Prayer is at the forefront of my plan of attack, with everything else following suit. I’ll try to keep the hour meter running for as long as I can using this method. The second my numbers hit 0 is the point of no return. That doesn’t mean my existence totally ends. Far from it. Things are merely reset to 0 at that juncture for eternity sake.
In 1983, a song by rock group, The Fixx, came out. Initially, I liked the beat more than anything. To this day, one particular line in “Saved by Zero” remains firmly implanted in my brain.
“Holding onto words that teach me.”
I’m not sure what the intended meaning of this song is, but those six words have real significance, as I can relate them to a special Bible verse,
Matthew 28:20. “And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
An important thing to remember here, is that there’s no number representing the end of the age in that verse, because eternity never stops. Zero is simply the reset point when this new life begins!
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