In your Presence is fullness of Joy. (Psalm16:11)
I am feeling happy as I write this morning. Joyful, you might even say. Maybe because after much anticipation, my birthday is finally here. I have been pondering what it means to be seventy (70) years of age for a few months as the momentous day approached.
Am I old? Maybe in years. But strangely, I still feel young. I cannot seem to wrap my head around the fact that I am elderly.
Am I over-the-hill? Hardly. This morning I went to Philippi Park and hiked for two miles at a pretty good pace—not medal-winning pace—but brisk. I was grateful for the serenity of that sacred place. And every soul I met was quick with a friendly “Hello.”
Am I losing it? Depends on what you might be implying. Car keys sometimes. And my glasses, always—even when perched atop my head. But my mind; gratefully no. My love of reading and writing has not diminished. What an amazing blessing to be healthy enough to be fully engaged in life.
Am I set-in-my-ways? Certainly. Nothing can diminish my love of spending time in the presence of the Lord. Don’t even try to interrupt my sacred moments in study and prayer. For it is in that wonderful Presence that I encounter joy—my zest for living—enthusiastically embracing each precious moment. I am seventy and blessed. My journey has been joyful. God is good. Won’t you spend time in His Presence. Be God-struck, my friends, Linda