A Few Thoughts at 65

My first thought is that historically, most men are dead before they get to celebrate their 65th birthday. That’s sobering and also engenders gratitude. Thank You Lord! But I’m from a family of many ninety-something-year-olds on both sides of the family, which makes me tend to presume longevity for myself. But, at sixty-five, the odds are against me. I should really be thinking every day I wake up is a bonus. I’m in overtime!

Second thought is, —That’s it?! I’m just getting some things figured out. It seems like I’ve only had a chance to try and fail at things. Looking back, it’s clear I’ve squandered my talent, wasted my money, thrown away the years. I’ve looked up to the wrong people and wholeheartedly pursued erroneous notions. I want to start over. I truly do! But, I feel it, why most other men are retiring at this age. There certainly is no energy to start over.

Final thought. It is what it is. In God’s economy, He can make use of it all for good. What a relief. I don’t have to get it all right. I just need to keep looking to the Lord for the reassurance that He’s still working everything out for good. I’m His! And, It’s actually about Him and His Kingdom, not me.