Daily
Java:
King David was now very old, and no matter how many blankets covered him, he could not keep warm. (1 Kings 1:1)
I
just watched Rocky Balboa again. It was a good movie, but it made me
sad. There are things in life as you get older that you have to say
are over. This was the last Rocky film. He is around my age so there
is no way he can credibly do this again. So he has to quit.
But
still, Rocky has been around all my adult life since the first one in
the 1970's. And now it is through. So many actors have gotten old
(which is of course the natural order of things). The Star Trek
people are either dead or so old they look weird, the idea of
Harrison Ford doing another action flick is ludicrous, all of them
are old now so it has to stop.
I
see them getting older and it reminds me that when people look at me,
they do not see the healthy, handsome, strong, virile man they used
to. Well, maybe they were on something when they did, but still, I am
not what I used to be.
In
fact, no one is. Anybody who thinks he is the same as he used to be
is foolish and full of beans. That is why it is funny to see people
like rock stars and movie stars trying to act and dress as they did
twenty or thirty years ago. They look foolish. Madonna and Cher are
perfect examples.
We
have to admit the fact that we are getting older. It is hard and not
very much fun, but it is true. We have to acknowledge that we have
been here for a while.
You
figure. I remember when the Beatles came out. I remember, in fact,
when Elvis came out. I even remember when this country was a good one
with men acting like men and women acting like women and children –
you know. I remember paying (and this is true) 9 cents for a gallon
of gas. Houston, TX, had some phenomenal gas wars. I remember touch
tone phones coming in. I remember giant cars and 15 cent large
fountain Dr Peppers.
In
fact, I remember so much that sometimes I get tired of remembering it
all. And I start wondering if I need a bed warmer like King David had
in 1 Kings 1. Of course, Ella gets mad when I bring it up, so
probably not.
But
the body begins to betray you. Thursday night, I began my nightly
ritual of 100 pushups (I do them every 40 years like clockwork) and
threw my shoulder out. And there are other things.
But
I have to acknowledge that age is real and that I, like every other
human being who lives very long, has to go through it. I suppose that
the age factor is the only thing our Lord never had to go through. He
died early.
But
it is something that is common to all older people. Sooner or later,
they get older and tired and sooner or later they get cold, no matter
how many blankets get piled on them.
But,
even though we get tired, the grace of God never does. The mercy of
God never does. The love of God never does. As Lamentations 3:22-23
says The faithful love of the Lord
never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
His
blanket never quits working and his love never ends. He is God.
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