I have been young, and now am old… —Psalm 37:15
Now that I’m seventy years old, some might say I’m “over the hill.” “Over the hill” is an expression of someone who reaches a turning point in their life when they are “past his prime.” They can no longer do the things they did when they were younger. Well, I may not be able to do everything I did when I was younger, but I still can do most of the stuff I used to do. It just takes me a little longer to get it done.
I recently read the following comment from Joseph Parker’s 25 volume set, The People’s Bible (1885–1895).
If for a few years we grow towards strength, we soon turn the growing point, and go down into old age and weakness, that we may know ourselves to be but men. Life is a great triumph up to middle age, because the man may be always well; he may grow
in strength and in prosperity, and he may represent himself as a successful fowler; but after that grey hairs are here and there upon him, and he knoweth it not, and presently men may say as he passes by, “He stoops a little more; his memory will begin to be a little blurred and clouded, and though he can keep good reckoning, yet he must trust to paper more than he ever trusted before.”
I can definitely relate to this. Can anyone else say “Amen” to this besides this “old disciple” (Acts 21:16)?
“Amen?” or “Oh me?”