The Older That We Grow...

Yesterday we celebrated my turning 60!

I was young...

 but now I am old(er); 

...yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken. 

Ps.37:25

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Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, 

until I proclaim Your power to the next generation, 

Your might to all who are to come.

Ps.71:18

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Sometimes we may be tempted to lament the grunt and groan

That Time is bound to introduce if given time enough

But age is not all doom and gloom, for all we may bemoan

The older that we grow the more we cherish those we love

The older that we grow the more we find to thank God for

Aware that life at best, is like a flower; it will fade

That days are laid like steppingstone we traverse to a Door

All will pass through, and none knows when death's Farewells will invade

Thus, each day is a gift from God, filled with loving commands

With beauty and duty's sacred accountability

Because what matters most is not what we hold in our hands

But in our hearts, with reverence and kind humility 

Growing older grants far more than what meets the eye, my dears

Where steps may slow and any resemblance to youth is spent 

But loss has deepened love for those still privy to our tears

And prayers. Joy is refined through grief and laughter through lament

...and even if given the chance to turn back time somehow 

Not many would choose to re-weather life's lessons once more

Far better this, to find happiness in the gift of Now

For happiness is found in what we find to thank God for

The scenery of looking back, the older that we grow

Becomes a panoramic view of things we cannot change

And things that never will; though generations come and go

God's love and promises, no passage of Time can estrange 

Janet Martin

Amos Raber - The Older I Get - (LYRIC VIDEO)