In Psalm 92: 12-15 Psalmist writes:The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon; planted in the house of the Lord, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, “The Lord is upright; he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.”
Yes, the Psalmist certainly describes the kind of senior adult I want to become, one who flourishes, one who bears fruit in his old age, one that stays fresh and full of life.
What an encouraging verse for many of us who dread old age!
You may not probably dread it because most of you readers are young. I don’t claim to be old, but I have definitely seen the problems that accompany old age and have begun to dread it.
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Beautiful.
Sometime back I commented on an elderly lady, marvelling at her grace and elegance.
But, I was told that she was never pretty when she was youngand that aging had brought out the charm in her. We often subscribe to the cultural falsehood that people hit their prettiest in their teens or twenties and thereafter, it’s all downhill. What an injustice we have done to ourselves with that lie!
They proclaim “declare that the Lord is upright ...”
“The Lord is upright; He is my Rock, and there is nounrighteousness in Him.”
No youngster just starting out in the Christian life can attest to this.
These are hard realities learned in the crucible of everyday living – of being married for many years, some of it great and some of it extremely difficult; of raising children; of stretching the paycheck; of being faithful to husband, of loving someone who seemsto have done injustice.
Come through all this and you look back and say, “Wow. The Lord is my strength, my Rock! He really is as good as His Word! It all worked out just as He said it would!”
No one has ever taught me practical lessons in life like my mom. “God is good.” This is something I have always heard my mom