I was told that you are as old as your thoughts and as young as your despair.
I want to live long enough to get old and at some point to have been useful.
Psalms 116: 26 says; “Precious in the Sight of the Lord is the Death of His Saints.”
I am not the one trying to give the Lord grief. It’s simply this, I don’t want to be remembered as an old fool. I want to be remembered as a woman of character.
There was a time that if someone asked me what my plans were for old age, (since retirement was out of the question) I might have said, “I guess I will just die.” And yes, I actually said this to my Godmother and she had a fit! She had me go to the Concordance and look up every word if I had to, and come back with the right answer. After the third try to long distance Bible classes from my 91-year-old T.T., I found John 11: 26. Jesus said;
“AND WHOSOEVER LIVE AND BELIEVE IN ME SHALL NEVER DIE. BELIEVE THOU THIS?
So I am going to do the best I can for as long as I can. I am going to praise God for allowing me to get up in years. And I mean in more ways than one. I am going to remember the things I use to do and strive to do the things I can do better. When someone calls me old, I am going to pray that they get there too. Did I mention… The only way to get old is to live!
And finally, I will pray not to be a strong>vindictive old woman. Strong, I can’t stand it and am sure you won’t stand for it.
Breathe on me, Oh Lord! I need to be a voice in your Army.
According to me.