Those dogs of mine! They’re at it again, barking like crazy and racing along the backyard fence.
Every so often, another dog escapes from his yard and runs back and forth in the alley behind our five-foot-high wooden fence, tempting my dogs, Uber and Bear, to “Come and get me if you can.” After repeated calls, my dogs return—exhausted and limping.
“You guys are too old to run so much,” I say. (They are in their middle-teen dog years. This makes them about equal to my senior citizen age.)
But I understand. Aging hits and you can’t do what you once did. It happened to me the other night when we seniors rode the church van to attend the Brass Band concert in Silverton, Colorado. Our drive took one and a half hours between mountain heights and canyon depths. God’s creation filled me with awe, but the crumbly edges by the white lines next to the drop off into the canyon left me breathless.
The drive was worth every minute though. The rousing music of the concert became an exclamation point, matching the mountain grandeur. A stop for ice cream on the way home put a period to a super day.
By 10 p.m., I yawned and headed for bed. I woke up shivering at 3:30 a.m. I couldn’t stop shaking. After a miserable hour, I staggered to the bathroom and put on my flannel winter robe, then slept until 10 a.m. and dozed the rest of the day.
Face it, my body said. You can’t do and go as you once did. Hereafter I may have to listen to CDs from former concerts. Looks like a full day of activity may be too much for a 92-year-old lady.
So does God want me to sit around and do nothing? Well, maybe I will sit more, but if so, I’ll sit at the computer and write. Devotions, articles, and prayers can still be a part of my life. After all, God has given me these extra years, and what better way than to fill them for Him.
Don’t let age hinder your work for God.
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