Do you wonder what you'll be like when you're old? My mom and dad are coming for a way-too-quick visit tonight, and when I'm with my mom, I realize I'm becoming more like her the older I get. You would love my mom; I don't mind growing more like her at all.
In a Song for the Sabbath (Psalm 92) we're given a glimpse into what we should be like as we age. There's nothing about Botox or wrinkles or hair dye, and I'm still pondering what it means to be "full of sap." ;)
The righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
They are planted in the house of the LORD; they flourish in the courts of our God.
They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green,to declare that the LORD is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.Psalm 92: 12-15
In a world that does everything we can to slow the aging process and cover up its possession of us, I love God's alternative. It makes me pray:
I want to grow righteous as I grow old, to be strong of character and walk a straight path that points to You. Help me to be well connected to Your people in Your church and to stay that way, despite my health or my circumstances. I want to flourish as I spend time knowing and worshiping You. Guide me into my older years, so I won't wither, but will bear much fruit instead. Show me what it means to be "full of sap," Lord! It sounds exciting. You ARE upright. You ARE my rock. You ARE totally holy. As my mouth gets wrinkled and my voice grows smaller, help me use them to declare how great You are ... sabbath or not.