Reflection
For some reason, I always viewed the age of seventy as the beginning of my journey of digression from the strong and relevant man the first seventy years of my life created.
I’m not saying this is true.
I’m saying this is a story I’ve told myself for years.
Do any of you deal with thoughts like this?
They are just thoughts.
Thank God!
But, keep in mind, that our thinking becomes our version of the truth.
Re-read the quote above.
I no longer view seventy as the beginning of the end for me. When I’m seventy, I still plan on entering new caves and adding to my treasure called life.
Questions
What caves do you need to enter?
What fears and thoughts are preventing you from entering these caves?
I don’t know about you, but I’ve decided my digression from life on earth is no longer a number to me, but instead, the day my soul quits breathing the earth’s air and begins breathing eternal air.
Deuteronomy 34:7, “Moses was 120 years old when he died, yet his eyesight was clear, and he was as strong as ever.” (NLT)
Psalm 71:18, “Now that I am old and gray, do not abandon me, O God. Let me proclaim your power to this new generation, your mighty miracles to all who come after me.”
2 Corinthians 4:16, “Therefore, we do not lose heart. Though we waste away outwardly, we are being renewed inwardly day by day.”
P.E.A.C.E.
Jay@EagleLaunch.com
