This is the youngest I'm ever going to get.

There is a season to every purpose. I've been through the gathering. Now is the season of detachment. I'm a loser. I lost my hair a long time ago and that was more of a joy than a pain. The insidious loss of sight and hearing are more shackles to this earth being loosed.

"For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world." (1Jn 2:16 KJVR)

When I lay on that bed having lost all mobility and thought, when I've lost the last heart beat and last breath, when there is nothing more to lose, then I will be truly unburdended and free to see Jesus as He is and understand His purpose ...

"For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life." (2Co 5:4 KJVR)

Paul taught us about this:

"Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ," (Php 3:8 KJVR)

And finally, can we really lose?

"He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son." (Rev 21:7 KJVR)