I was in court one day when I heard the news that two good friends of mine were appointed judges. I was happy for them; I was also a bit envious. I couldn’t help myself; I think it comes with being human.
On that same day I sat before a judge who was due to retire in a couple more weeks. He looked sad. He had spent more than half his life as a government lawyer, although I’m just assuming this. He handed out sentences, which, according to the other lawyers there with me, were more lenient than usual. Then it hit me: My friends were surely very happy – and deservedly so – over this milestone in their lives. But for this judge the curtains were about to fall; his time onstage was about to end; he had to step off and let others take his place. New faces, fresh and smiling, were coming onstage. Old faces, sad and tired were leaving. God was reminding me that day what life under the sun is all about.