This week, I'm meditating on Psalm 71 and the encouragement for growing old found there. In the Tree of Life Bible version, this psalm is titled, "My Hope When I Am Gray."
So much of this psalm is my testimony, such as:
For You are my hope, Adonai my Lord—
my trust from my youth.
my trust from my youth.
From my birth, I have leaned on You.
You took me out of my mother’s womb.
My praise is always about You.
You took me out of my mother’s womb.
My praise is always about You.
(verses 5 - 6)
In verse nine, the psalmist prays,
"Do not cast me away in the time of old age.
When my strength fails, do not forsake me."
When my strength fails, do not forsake me."
He prays this prayer, but he has faith and his hope is in Adonai. That is my hope also. He has seen me through so many deep valleys. There were times when I almost despaired, but I held to His hand and my Bible. I believed His promises. That's what the psalmist does in this passage. He speaks of his hope:
So even until I am old and gray, O God, do not forsake me,
till I tell of Your strong arm to the next generation,
Your might to all who are to come.
For Your righteousness, O God,
reaches to high heaven.
You have done great things—O God,
who is like You?
You made me see many troubles and evils
—You will revive me again—
from the depths of the earth
You will bring me up again.
That's faith, Gail-Friends. . . believing that G-d will see you through, no matter how dark the valley. It's believing that He will carry you through the golden years.
Old age is not for sissies, but flourishing in old age is possible. By having faith and hope and by praise, we will flourish.
So I will praise You with the harp for your truth, O my G-d.
I will sing praises to You with the lyre O Holy One of Israel.My lips will shout for joy
—when I sing praises to You—
and my soul, which You have redeemed.
Old age is not for sissies, but flourishing in old age is possible. By having faith and hope and by praise, we will flourish.
So I will praise You with the harp for your truth, O my G-d.
I will sing praises to You with the lyre O Holy One of Israel.My lips will shout for joy
—when I sing praises to You—
and my soul, which You have redeemed.
Also, my tongue will tell of Your righteousness all day.
Next week, I will share some tips from the Scriptures that will help with flourishing in old age.
You may like to read Flourishing in Old Age Part 1 and Part 3
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You may like to read Flourishing in Old Age Part 1 and Part 3
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I sometimes share my posts with these friends:
Spiritual Sundays GRAND Social Modest Mom Monday Link-up The Art of Homemaking Mondays BLOGGING GRANDMOTHERS LINK PARTYTitus 2 Tuesday Share Your Stuff Tuesday TITUS TUESDAYS @CORNERSTONE CONFESSIONS Wordless Wednesdays Classical Homemaking Link-Up Tune-In Thursday Favorite Things Home and Garden Thursday at Delightsome Life Paula's Weekend No Rules Blog Party Friendship Friday
Lovely post, Gail. I like to feel that age is a gift--the older I get the more I appreciate life and all my blessings.
ReplyDeletePat, you and I think alike. I feel so rich.
DeleteBlessings,
GG
"...O God, do not forsake me, till I tell of Your strong arm to the next generation, Your might to all who are to come."
ReplyDeleteThis is my own heart's desire -- to share God's faithfulness with my children and grandchildren. What a blessing to be able to do that!
Yes, Susan, that is the wealth I will leave behind - the stories of G-d's faithfulness to me.
DeleteBlessings,
GG