But I wonder if it’s because the zeal of judgment is found most strongly in the young. When I was young(er), I knew everything. It was fantastic. There wasn’t a subject I couldn’t expound on and ignorance was no hindrance. As I get older, I see more of my own sin and thus become more humble. As I get older, I see more of my own flaws and thus become more patient. As I get older, I see more of my own weakness and slowness and inadequacy and thus become more gentle.
