I heard once that when you're five years old, a year represents one fifth of your life. That's huge - 20% of your existence in a single word. But when you are 50, that same period of time represents 1/50th of your life. One very skinny little piece of the whole pie.
I find my pie pieces getting skinnier and the Christmas's coming around faster as I approach 60. I'm finding a lot of other things too - unwelcome things like hair that refuses to be tamed, weight that refuses to come off, and not being able to lift as much as I used to. (which is a huge issue for a beekeeper!)
That's not said to complain - there are so many positives that come with it I don't think I'd trade:
the love of a beautiful family I'm proud to call my own
GRANDBABIES!
not flustering over small stuff
the quiet confidence of a sweet relationship with God
vision and purpose
challenges and opportunities
What does the New Year hold? I can't tell you. I know what today, January 1, 2015 held:
Time with my son and his precious family
Time with my husband and sweet inlaws
Finding a treasure for our other son
Communicating truth to a stranger in bad need of it - and being heard
No doubt every day won't be like that - after all it is a holiday, but I hope that words like "loving", "blessing", "giving", "sharing", "praying", "helping" etc, are sprinkled generously over the mundane things that make up every day life.
After all, they are the things we get to take with us when our years are over and we start fresh in God's eternal kingdom.
And if by some chance you stumbled upon this and don't have that sweet assurance of God's love in your life, get a Bible. Read the Gospel of John. Let it sink in and find out for yourself who this Jesus is and what He did for you.
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