Ten other gals and I are a part of a birthday celebration group. When it is each of our birthdays, the others take the birthday girl out for dinner at a date, time and place of her choosing. Joan's birthday was last week; Margaret's and Mari's come up in November. We laugh about not being as young as we used to be! The youngest ones are no longer in their 40s and the older ones are starting to turn the page into the 60s.
I thought what Jeff White wrote several weeks ago was especially good, no matter how old we are. What a neat reality:
I will be the same. Even when your hair has
turned gray, I will take care of you.
~~ Isaiah 46:4
Growing old can be dangerous. The trail is treacherous and the pitfalls are many. One is wise to be prepared. You know it’s coming. It’s not like God kept the process a secret. It’s not like you are blazing a trail as you grow older. It’s not as if no one has ever done it before. Look around you. You have ample opportunity to prepare and ample case studies to consider. If growing old catches you by surprise, don’t blame God. He gave you plenty of warning. He also gave you plenty of advice.
Your last chapters can be your best. Your final song can be your greatest. It could be that all of your life has prepared you for a grand exit. God’s oldest have always been among his choicest.