“Happy birthday, Ms. Rose.” I called out to one of the ladies I cared for when I was a private caregiver.
“What’s so happy about it? I’m an old lady, getting older.”
I responded quickly (maybe too quickly) with my positive spin. “But, Rose, aren’t you glad to have lived this long?”
At the time, I couldn’t empathize with Rose’s sentiments. I was a spring chicken in my 40s. Now, years later, I understand better where she was coming from.
My mirror, in its not so subtle way, reveals another birthday is fast approaching. I’m sure it means well every time it nags me about applying increasing amounts of anti-wrinkle creams and making another appointment to cover my graying roots.
If I allowed myself, I could easily feel less excited about another birthday. Not only because of the physical aspects, but also because of the dreams I fear may no longer be possible.
Do you ever feel this way?
Remember when you were a child? How excited you felt about every birthday? You couldn’t wait to celebrate your special day with family and friends.
What if we returned to that same celebratory attitude – no matter how many candles we have on our birthday cake?
“Yeah, sure, Sheryl,” you say. “Wait until you’re looking at 90 candles.”
But what would your friend who’s dying of cancer say about another birthday? I’m sure he or she would gladly celebrate getting older and older – and older.
I’m not trying to force a Pollyanna attitude on you. (Believe me, I’m also writing this column for myself.) Maybe Psalm 25:1 (AMPC) can help us refocus:
Unto You, O Lord, do I bring my life.
When we pause to remember Who we’re living for – Who gives us our very life – we’re able to look at ourselves and every day God gives us differently.
When I remember to bring my life to the Lord, I live that day differently. Each time I pray for His direction on how to use the time He gives me, I’m able to celebrate that day.
So rather than mourning lost youthfulness, let’s rejoice in each day as we look forward to what God has planned for us. If you think about it, no matter how old we are, since we’re going to live forever in eternity, we’re actually quite young. We’re spring chickens just beginning our lives.
What about you?
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- How would meditating and applying Psalm 25:1 change the way you celebrate your next birthday – and every birthday after that?
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