Once I was young, now I’m old…every day my children make me proud. (Psalm 37″25-027)
Satchel Paige, a black pitcher who was already at the end of his remarkable career when baseball became integrated, once asked the question, “How old would you be if you didn’t know how old your were?” If you were to give an honest answer, what would it be?
A woman, young at heart, wrote,”I have become a little older since I saw you last, and a few changes have come into my life since then. Frankly, I have become quite a frivolous old gal. I am seeing five gentlemen every day.
As soon as I wake up, Will Power helps me get our of bed. Then I go to see John. Then Charlie Horse comes along and when he is here, he takes up a lot of my time and attention. When he leaves, Arthur Ritis shows up and stays the rest of the day. He doesn’t like to stay in one place very long, so he takes me from joint to joint. After such a busy day, I’m really tired and glad to go to bed with Ben Gay. What a life!”
She later added, “The preacher came to call the other day. He said at my age, I should be thinking about the hereafter. I told him,’Oh, I do all the time. No matter where I am–in the parlor, upstairs, in the kitchen or down in the basement–I ask myself what am I here after?’
Charles Swindoll reminds us that old folks are worth a fortune–they have silver in their hair, gold in their teeth, stones in their kidneys, lead in their feet and gas in their stomachs.
Remember, you’re only as old as you think you are. So, how old are you? Really?!?