Periodically I am reminded of my age. Friends ask me when I am going to retire. Youth refer to me as “sir.” Discounts abound at various establishments. Before I left for Falls Creek this year, Nancy asked me to not run the 5K. She didn’t want me hurting myself. The last thing my mother said to me on the Sunday before I left for camp was, “Remember how old you are.” Believe me, I do. Every time I look in the mirror I am reminded of my age. Still, this is a great stage in life, and I am glad I get to participate.
One afternoon, the first man I visited was nearing 102 years of age. He was watching Casa Blanca on his television. He told me that he had been there on Christmas Eve of 1942. He reminisced about World War II by telling personal stories about General Patton (they called him B & G), friends lost, and POW’s saved. Still, he smiled and thanked me for stopping by. He was obviously happy to be participating in life.
My next stop was a wonderful lady who is 94 years old. We had a great conversation about the good ole’ days that included milking cows, gathering eggs, and visiting with neighbors. She obviously missed life as it had been. She also talked about the Thunder basketball team and the health of her friends and the benefits of walking every day. She was glad to be participating in life even though she no longer lived on a farm.
The next friend I visited had been struggling physically. Family had pitched in to help him negotiate day by day. He is the lone survivor of eight siblings. He pointed out pictures on the shelves. I mentioned some kerosene lanterns he has accumulated. His 95 years have not deleted his passion to live. He and his daughter rehearsed recent domino games. He was glad to be participating in life.
My final stop of the day was a lady who was only in her 80’s. She gifted me with a jar of jelly before we sat down and visited about the faithfulness of God through the years. On my way out, she handed me a book she thought Nancy would enjoy. As I backed out of the driveway, my heart rejoiced as I anticipated growing older. I, too, can continue to celebrate each new day the Lord provides.
Glad to be participating, Earl
- This Sundays Sermon “Stand Together: I Need You, You Need Me” Galatians 5:26 – 6:5
- LifeGroup Attendance on November 10 – 665
- Vote on the 2020 Budget – this Sunday, November 17 at 9:00 a.m. & 10:30 a.m.
- Surviving the Holidays (GriefShare) – this Sunday, November 17 at 4:30 p.m. in the Parlor
- Wednesday Evening Meal at 5:00 p.m. – Ham