When I was a youngster, I was like most kids, at least boys. I loved the section about dinosaurs. I’m not interested in discussing when they were here; how old the earth is; how long they were here, etc. I’ll leave that up to the folks who have letters after their names.
No, I like dinosaurs. Not Dino or the Flintstones. Real dinosaurs. Like the T-Rex (my personal favorite). The Stegosaurus. The Brontosaurus. The Pterodactyl. Seems like an interesting time to live. Yikes!
What I don’t like is feeling like a dinosaur! 🙂 I’ve tried to stay healthy. Current. Laughing my way through my age. But this past Sunday I felt like a dinosaur. During my introduction to my sermon I talked about how things come around. Shag haircuts are coming back. Parachute pants. Leotards (old-fashioned leggings) & leg warmers. Big hair. The older folks got it. The young ones stared.
Age is a curious thing. Say what you will; joke all you want; animate old age to make people laugh, but there is one thing that comes with age (or should) that I would not take back or give away: wisdom. Hear Psalm 90:12- “Teach us the brevity of life, so that we may grow in wisdom.” (NLT). I like that verse. I like the way the NLT puts it. Seems senseless to get older and not wiser. I want to be a wise dinosaur.
“Father, help me to pursue wisdom. As I age, may wisdom be another one of those gray hairs that keeps getting more prominent.”
Great post. I say, “Amen!” Me, too, LORD.
Thanks Diane.
Age has a way of making one feel old…
How is that for Wisdom?
In all seriousness, I agree Bill… I can see through my adult children the importance of life, of experience, of wisdom… Some things just take time.
You showed such wisdom in your first comment. Amazing! And you are so right about seeing the need for wisdom and the time involved.
I have to admit, Bill, that I’m feeling like a dinosaur these days, too. But if growing old means gaining more wisdom from God, it’s okay by me.
Blessings!
Welcome to my world Martha! 🙂
My one regret is that I didn’t follow wisdom when I had all my hair, or when I lost it either. Of course, I don’t remember losing it.