You might be taller, prettier, more educated, richer, vastly more intelligent but you had to lose every argument because I had memorized the catechism that came straight from God via an infallible source.
Then I forgot.
Now I am dying of an incurable disease with accompanying pain and misery and brain damage - old age - without any sliver of hope of life everlasting and final vengeance on all my enemies.
Terrible thing forgetting.
Now I can't even rely on word from my messiah on right or wrong or science or politics because I have none.
Socrates said he was the smartest man in the world because he knew he knew nothing. I can't even begin to match that because I have the crazed notion that I know something even though I can never remember what it is that I know.
Don't pray for me. You don't have enough time left to waste no matter how young or old you are. There is no hope.
Your Sunday sermon.