What do you want me to do? That was Paul's cry on the road. That is my prayer today. What am I to do, after 50 years in the faith, suffering through the loss of all of my retirement and savings, and then the loss of my wife. What is a man like me supposed to do?
I am tired of being told that the secret is to behave like a teenage new convert. I could not do that even if I wanted to. I think the Sun City retirement of old folks trying to act young is pathetic. Pastor Mitchell stayed busy, but he never struck me as reliving his teenage years.
Growing old in God is not living stuck in an old version of yourself. Doing the first works, at my age? I don't think so.
I am doing all that I can do. If that is not good enough then I give up.
I have been young, and now I am old.
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