I just turned 60. In the country where I live, I’m now a “senior citizen.” I also received my Golden Buckeye Card from the Ohio Department of Aging. Wow!
Am I old or not? When we visit older people, they exclaim that I haven’t aged a day in the past few decades! When we visited our grandchildren, 4-year-old Lillian declared “You look like a grandma.” When asked what a grandma looks like, she said, “An old lady.”
Does it matter? I’m on a journey. Traveling from conception to heaven. How much of that has been covered by now? I have no idea. But with every birthday (actually, every moment), that goal gets nearer. What an exciting thought.
But in the meantime, I sometimes struggle about how much to care about learning new things or trying to make a difference when my efforts resemble swimming upstream. I am reminded of Paul’s resolve and commitment to keep on pressing toward the goal for which Christ had chosen him. (Philippians 3:12-14) And how can I refuse to do the same? God, give me resolve, strength, wisdom—and joy in the part of the journey that remains!
By the way, here’s a photo of me (2nd from left) and some dear friends who surprised me the other day to celebrate this milestone.