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Birthday Burbles

 

Yesterday I had a significant birthday. I have reached my three score years and ten! I was rather bemused as to how that happened so fast—I mean really, where have the years gone. I feel like I’m barely out of my forties. It is true I don’t have quite the same energy, it is true my hearing and sight are not as good as they used to be, it is true that I have aches and pains I never used to have. But seventy? Really?

To make me feel really old, my son turned forty years old this week. Unbelievable. Then of course my sister, who is three years older than me, talked about Zimmer frames and not looking too bad for an old lady and wondered if we should have a wake rather than a celebration. Then I felt really, really old. But never fear, I will get back at her when she turns seventy five. After all, that is three quarters of a century and let’s face it she will only have another twenty five years before she gets a telegram from the King.

But truthfully? Seventy is just a number. I still lead a busy and rewarding life. I have a lovely circle of close friends that I regularly spend time with and my husband is rather a dear and I am so blessed to still have him with me. I am still able to walk and cycle and above all, drink coffee.

After all, God says in Isaiah 46:4 ‘Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.’

Also in Psalm 92:14 it says that ‘they will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green.’

So there is hope for me yet. I want to continue to bear fruit in my life and I definitely depend on God to carry and sustain me. Seems like I might just have it made!

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