Being young is outstanding.
It’s hard to define when you’re there, but what youth really means is that our joints don’t hurt, we don’t worry about our energy levels, and nothing we eat makes us fat.
Or in other words, we don’t have to think about our bodies. We can just enjoy them, get on with life, and have fun.
We can’t imagine the effort it takes for old people to simply get through the day.
What!?! Where’d that come from? We were talking about how great it is to be young.
Here’s the thing. We think we’ll be young forever when we’re in the middle of it. Old age? Ha! Never. Not me.
Then we turn twenty and we injure our ankle. It’s never quite the same.
At thirty, we must diet every spring to get back into our summer clothes. Bummer!
At forty, getting out of bed is a chore. If only we could get a full night’s sleep.
Fifty is an eye-opener. Everything hurts. Retirement starts to look appealing.
Let’s not get into the sixties and on. Life becomes a torture, from looking into the mirror to wondering how we were able to consume anything in our youth and not get sick.
What good thing can we find about growing old?
Proverbs 17:6 says there is plenty of good in our senior years.
“Grandchildren are the crown of the aged, and the glory of children is their fathers.”
Our joy comes in their arms around our necks and their excitement in our hearts.
There’s a reason why grandparents indulge their grandchildren.
They return the joy of being alive when life tries to take our joy from us.
Our children are God’s gift, and our grandchildren are a double blessing from the Lord.
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