I’ve really enjoyed all of the “end of the school year” and graduation pictures and announcements on social media this year. From kindergarteners, to high school and college graduates, to teachers who have excitedly made it to “Retirement Day,” I’ve seen lots of pictures of families proudly hugging and sharing that special day. But of course, when you really think about it – every day is a special day. We are all going from one moment to the next. Last night, Steve and I were talking about how many years ago, we’d quote the Robert Browning poem, “Come, grow old with me. The best is yet to be.” Well, I guess “This is it! We now feel OLD! We have reached the time when you drop something and then you look around while you’re bent over to see if there is anything else that you can pick up while you’re down there!
I find it sad when Christians approach “getting older” with trepidation. Just like that first day of school when everything was “unknown”, but we were awake at the crack of dawn because we’re so excited about the prospects, we should be excited about the next phase of our lives. We weren’t put on this earth to stay. This is just a stop on our journey to eternity. If we never had endured sorrow and pain, then, we wouldn’t long for the day where, “God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away” (Revelation 21:4) If we never had “parts that wear out” or get weary, the promise of Jesus that “I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28) wouldn’t mean so much to us.
The Lord truly says, “Come, grow old with Me – the best is yet to be!” Simply Blessed, Courtney
I told one of my classmates that we had reached the dying age–of course “the old will die, and the young can”. And that’s the truth!
AMEN