And it’s Lisa Jo’s birthday.
So today our prompt is older.
Five minutes to let it spill.
This should be easy . . .
I’m getting older.
With way fewer years on this earth ahead than behind.
I have a lot more I want to do and see.
But the sands of time are being washed away.
And sometimes it scares me.
It used to be old people that died.
But now my friends are passing on.
Even those younger.
I hope I can live another 40 (well, 38 minus a few months) years, make it to 100 and still be as chipper as the woman I saw pushing mail around the hospital.
I always thought wisdom came with age.
I don’t really feel older.
Except that my body doesn’t look or act the way it used to.
Though I still sit cross-legged and like to prop my feet up on the dashboard.
When my husband drives, of course.
I don’t see as well.
And I don’t like to drive at night.
And I certainly don’t feel much wiser.
In fact, I’m amazed at how much I still need to grow.
I do notice that I trust more, don’t worry as much.
But here’s the clincher.
Are you ready?
Cuz I’m gonna say it.
I can’t believe I’m going to say it.
I’m not all that ready to see Jesus face to face.
I’m not all that anxious or excited about it.
I said it.
I like it here.
I love the beauty in this world.
I don’t think I’ve soaked up enough of it.
But I guess it’s not really up to me anyway.
The deal is that I don’t know the deal from moment to moment.
And so I’ll just try to live one day, one moment, at a time.
Trying to reflect His image in every stage.