Old Age Just Snuck Up on Me.
Grow Old With Me
Are You Older?
If you are in the 'older' category of life, this article will resonate with you. Those of us who have lived on this earth for a multitude of years look back and wonder, "Where did the time go?" Just yesterday we were kids, weren't we?
As the 'older' generation (to anyone younger than us) we have a big responsibility. We choose how we behave as we grow old. We can either let the hard things in life make us bitter, which renders us inapproachable, or we choose to allow the trials of life, to make us better. When we choose to learn and grow through trials we become precious older saints, whom God touches with His grace.
As we yield to the Potter, His hand shapes us. We have much to offer the 'kids' in this world. The question is will we reach out and touch the younger generation, or will we 'retire' and waste the richness of lessons learned through trials and hardships? Think about it, the older saint who has grown and become wise has a world of wisdom to pass down.
My brother sent me a video featuring a speaker at an old-folks home. The name of the lady who spoke to the group is Mary Maxwell. Included in her presentation was a prayer. This prayer led my brother and me to laugh until we cried.
Be sure to listen to the video of Mary Maxwell. I want you to experience the whole package of this hilarious little dynamite of a woman. It is extremely funny, entertaining sprinkled with gems of truth.
Mary is the inspiration for this article. During her prayer, she uses the phrase "Old Age Just Snuck Up on Me." I have also included some powerful song videos which hold a special place in my heart. I hope you will take the time to relax, reflect and listen to each song. I pray they minister to you as they continue to minister to me.
Though I do not consider myself to be 'old' yet - the 'old' is just around the corner and it is quickly sneaking up on me. How about you? Please enter into the conversation in the comment section below. Take the poll and see how others voted. Thank you for taking the time to contemplate the journey we are all on.
Depression in the Elderly
"Clinical depression in the elderly is common. That doesn't mean it's normal. Late-life depression affects about 6 million Americans age 65 and older. But only 10% receive treatment for depression. The elderly often display symptoms of depression differently. Depression in the elderly is frequently confused with the effects of multiple illnesses and the medicines used to treat them." webmd.com
Time Slips By
Wasn't it just yesterday we were children playing ball at the park with the neighbor kids? Wasn't it just a bit ago we graduated, fell in love and began a new life? Tell me, wasn't it just an eye blink ago when we held our babies as joy coursed through our veins?
It seems like a moment ago our children became teens and with that came a flood of their friends filling our homes with endless fun and activities? In the blink of an eye, our children graduated, married, had babies and began their own journey following their own path.
When I was a young Mother I heard a song written and sung by Annie Carpenter. The Goodnight Kiss (video featured below) is the story of a mom's reflection as she looks back on her life. She realizes how quickly her children have grown up. She says, 'before you know it, they are out the door.' As a young mom, as I listened to this song my greatest biggest yearning was to keep my children with me forever. Huge crocodile tears rolled as I contemplated the brevity of time I had left. I loved being my children's mother. I could not imagine life without them.
Where have all of the years gone? The moments passed by so quickly. One day I was changing diapers and bathing my babies. Then next I am being escorted down the aisle to witness my beautiful baby girl giving her vows to her beloved. Another day I am in a hospital room holding my first-born grandchild and today that same child is a beautiful grown woman of 21 years old. How can that be?
Steve & Annie Chapman - Goodnight Kiss
A Grandma's Joy
Today I am a Nana to eleven grandchildren. Little did I know the JOY these little ones would bring to my life. The place my grandchildren hold in my heart is sacred. As a Nana, I hold each moment as a trust and a treasure to be stored and savored in the quiet moments. When I gaze into my granddaughter's trusting eyes, I marvel at their adoration - for me. Wonder of wonder's, I am unconditionally loved by these innocent babes. I tuck the memory of those loving eyes into a soft spot reserved in my soul and count it as a blessed treasure frozen in time.
As my grandson's, Wee Man and Little Man, run through the front door, they jump into my arms crying "Nana I'm here!" I smother them with kisses and revel in the affection! I am told they ask their mama frequently, "Can we pleeeeeaaaaassse go to Nana's? The innocence and trust they possess, move me to the core, and the Nana Bear in me longs to protect and stand up to anyone who might dare to touch that.
Growing Old with Grace
Throughout the years I have made friendships with older women. As I have studied them, I have learned. Many of these women are weighed down by defeat and discouragement, a heaviness clearly reflected in their faces.
In comparison, there are other older women who seem to rise above the burden of getting old. These women wear dignity under their white hair. Contentment and joy radiate from their faces.
Another thing I observed about older women is their attitude had nothing to do with the ease or difficulty of their lives. Some of the sweetest older women I know have lived in very difficult situations. On the other hand, there are others whose lives are fairly simple; yet they became sour and unapproachable.
The women growing old with grace hold a special beauty. A loveliness that shines and seeps through their wrinkles. Growing old with grace requires a godly perspective and wisdom.
God teaches me through older women 'how NOT to be' and 'how I ought to be.'
As an older woman, I have been through most of the stages in life. I have learned through the good times, the bad times, the teachable times and the pulling-my-hair-out times.
God uses it all if we allow Him access and if we bow in humility and surrender to His plan for our lives. I thank God for the many opportunities I have been given to come alongside the younger women in my life encouraging them on their way.
Poem on Aging
Blessed In Aging
~Esther Mary Walker
Blessed are they who understand
My faltering step and shaking hand
Blessed, who know my ears today
Must strain to hear the things they say.
Blessed are those who seem to know
My eyes are dim and my mind is slow
Blessed are those who look away
When I spilled tea that weary day.
Blessed are they who, with cheery smile
Stopped to chat for a little while
Blessed are they who know the way
To bring back memories of yesterday.
Blessed are those who never say
“You’ve told that story twice today”
Blessed are they who make it known
That I am loved, respected and not alone.
Mary Maxwell Prays
You know you're getting old when ...
You know you're getting old when all the names in your black book have M. D. after them.
- Harrison Ford
For My Writing Buddies - 60 staring you in the face
With 60 staring me in the face, I have developed inflammation of the sentence structure and a definite hardening of the paragraphs.
- James Thurber
May All Who Come Behind Us Find Us Faithful
I do not believe there is a more important job on earth than to raise a godly generation. To Invest our lives in our children and grandchildren is to reap eternal rewards.
These children are our future. In the famous poem, "The Hand That Rocks The Cradle," by William Ross Wallace, a woman's value is highly esteemed as the refrain repeats, "The hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world."
In a society where women are not respected for their decision to stay home to raise children, it takes great courage and conviction to stand against the tide. If you are such a Mother, I honor you for your sacrifice and commitment. You understand the grave responsibility entrusted to you. Great is your reward for planting the seeds of kindness, virtue, goodness, love, character, responsibility and more into your child's heart.
We leave footprints you know; Footprints for good or for bad. When we model faithfulness and godliness we pass that on to our children. When we model self-absorption, laziness or entitlement this too is passed on to our children. What type of footprints are you leaving? We will leave a trail of courage or a trail of uncertainty and fear. Yes, the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world. Great is your influence on many generations that come behind you.
Find Us Faithful, Steve Green
The Bible On Aging
THE BIBLE ON OLD AGE
Isaiah 46:4 (NIV) “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.”
Leviticus 19:32 “Rise in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly.”
“The glory of young men is their strength, gray hair the splendor of the old.” (NIV)
Proverbs 23:22 “Listen to your father, who gave you life, and do not despise your mother when she is old.” (ESV)
II Corinthians 4:16 - "Therefore, we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wastng away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day."
Job 12:12 "With the ancient is wisdom; and in length of days understanding."
Let the Older Teach the Younger
Experience is a great teacher if we are teachable. God says that when He takes us through a thing, we are to encourage those who come behind us. He has a purpose for everything and He promises never to leave us or forsake us. There is a generation coming behind us who need the wisdom we have to offer.
I have learned much through the school of hard knocks. Wise is the young woman who opens his/her heart to a Godly, seasoned, older person; one who has become stronger as a result of their own trials in life.
Will you heed the call of young people everywhere? Young people who are lost in a world of confusion and darkness. There is a need today. Perhaps a greater need in America than any other time. As a younger person, how awesome it would be to have an older woman or man come alongside and be your rock, your cheerleader, your ever faithful friend. I challenge you today to be that Godly influence in a young person's life today
Beyond the Sunset
Heaven is my Home
As the years pass, my longing for Heaven grow stronger. When I spend time In God's word and I listen quietly I hear Him speak to my heart. I am struck with the truth that I am just a pilgrim here on this earth-place and that eternity is not far off.
God brought me into his family at the tender age of 15. He has been the rock and my constant in life; my shelter in the time of the storm. I know, that I know, that I know; I am His! Blessed Assurance, to know Jesus is Mine.
At the age of fifteen, my girlfriend's Dad took the time to answer my questions. I knew at that age that there had to be more to this life. I reasoned that someone had to have designed this beautiful world. Someone way more intelligent than I had designed this body with all of its intricacies. I did not know how to figure it out?I prayed and God answered my prayer through an older man, Mr. Haworth.
One night in the coziness of their home, Mr. Haworth began to talk to me about the Bible. He opened God's word and explained that there is a creator of the Universe and his name is God. Not only did He create the Universe, but He created me. He said that God loved me and actually had a specific purpose for my life. This was the BEST news I had ever heard.
He told me that there was one problem with my ability to talk to God and have a relationship with Him. He said that God is Holy; He cannot even look at sin. We, his creation, fall short of His glory and holiness. It is our sin that separates us from God.
Dad Haworth continued to explain, that if that was the end of the story we would be lost; without hope. God's holiness demands a payment for sin. God loves us and had a plan to restore us to fellowship with Him.
God offered up His one and only sinless son Jesus to take our place and pay the price for our sin. This offering of Jesus life is called substitutionary death (Jesus in MY place.) Jesus was the only one who could have taken our place because He is totally sinless.
He took our sin in His own body and PAID the price (death) for our sin. Jesus willingly laid down His life so that we might be saved from the penalty of sin; which is separation from God for all eternity. Here is what God says in His word: "The wages of sin is death!" Romans 3:23. "But the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ the Lord. Rom. 6:23. "For God so LOVED the world that He gave his one and only son, that WHOSOEVER believes in Him should not perish but HAVE eternal life." John 3:16. My heart pounded as I began to understand how much Jesus loves me. "Greater love has no one than this, that one lays down his life for his friends." John 15:13.
Jesus actually had JOY as He gave his life up for you and me; knowing that death on the cross would provide eternal life for us. "Looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the JOY that was set before Him endured the cross. " Hebrews 12:2.
Jesus died that we might live eternally. The condition (read above ) is that we believe. The New Testament was originally written in Greek. The Greek meaning for the word believe is more than a mere head knowledge. This word 'believe' means to place my complete trust in who He is, what He says and what He did for me on the cross of Calvary.
Believing, in the biblical sense, is more than an intellectual acknowledgement. When we believe as the Bible teaches we are transformed inwardly. We become a child of God and we are adopted into His family. When the impact of what God did for me really sunk into my head I fell to my knees and worshiped Him. I confessed my own sin and surrendered my whole life to Him as Lord and Savior. On that night, so long ago, God adopted me into His family. Today I can say, with great confidence, I am His kid and He is my Abba (Daddy) Father.
I have never ever regretted the decision I made that night. God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit become more precious to me with each year. I am far from perfect - a sinner saved by grace and as the song goes ... 'He's still workin' on me .. to make me what I ought to be.'
My heart longs for my heavenly home as I imagine what it will be like to be in my eternal home and in God's presence. The song I have posted below, I can only Imagine, communicates that anticipation and longing for Heaven. My friend, the Holy Spirit speaks in a still small voice ..please listen in the quietness of this moment, do you hear him calling your name?
I Can Only Imagine
Funny Poem By Vocal Coach
As Old age is just around the corner for many of us, we need to keep our sense of humor. This Poem is funny and charming at the same time. Enjoy!
© 2012 Susan Ream