Aging

Wednesday Meetings

September 2019 | Published in Ages and Stages

You wouldn’t think he was speaking to a gathering of elderly people, some in wheelchairs, some unable to talk, others afflicted by dementia or Alzheimer’s.

His hands gesticulating in the air, his voice passionately describing some deep concept, then the blackboard and the chalk: “Who can tell me what peace means? You, Alberto, yes, tell me and I’ll write it down. Wonderful! Come on, everyone, we’ll send this to the local newspaper!”

A Prayer for Aging Gracefully

July 2009 | Published in Prayer for the Day

Jesus, You promised, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”1 Please help me to stay young in heart and spirit, even as I grow older in body.

Help me to remember to thank You for the times I’m in good health, and give me the grace to cheerfully accept the difficulties and disappointments that come with aging. Amen.

Ages and Stages

July 2009 | Published in Bible Studies

Each age has its special beauty.

Proverbs 16:31: The silver-haired head is a crown of glory, if it is found in the way of righteousness.

Proverbs 20:29: The glory of young men is their strength, and the splendor of old men is their gray head.

Age, a State of Mind

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy person has no time to form.

—André Maurois

If wrinkles must be written upon your brow, let them not be written upon your heart. The spirit should not grow old.

—James Garfield

Sunrise, Sunset

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

The sky this evening was beautiful—a cathedral in the heavens, glowing with light. It was almost like catching a glimpse of heaven. The sun is gone now, swallowed up by the darkness, but it’s sure to rise again. Sometimes the dawn is even more beautiful than the sunset.

The light slowly fades to darkness, but then comes the sunrise. “The Sun of Righteousness”—Jesus—“shall arise”1 and set everything straight. Before I can see the sun itself when it begins to rise, I can see its effects as it lights up everything—like the light of God’s Word drives away the darkness.

Looking for the Sunrise

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

I’m not looking for the sunset,
As the swift years come and go;
I am looking for the sunrise,
And the golden morning glow,
Where the light of heaven’s glory
Will break forth upon my sight,
In the land that knows no sunset,
Nor the darkness of the night.

Smiling at a Tree

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

Eighty-two-year-old Eloise sits in her nursing home room with Stage Six Alzheimer’s. She remembers her name but frequently doesn’t recognize her granddaughter. She is sweet and kind to all the nurses and has a special impact on them, although they appear in her room every morning as strangers. It is easy for them to be patient with Eloise; other Alzheimer’s patients sometimes act stubborn and cantankerous. In spite of losing her memory and spending most of her time alone, she is happy because she looks out her window and sees a tree.

Your Turn to Love

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

Do you have parents, grandparents, or other loved ones who are suffering from any of the long-term troubles that occur naturally in old age? Here are five ways that you can return their love and support:

Year by Year, Day by Day

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

Someone asked me the other day, “Why do you so often tell your age?” Well, I think it’s wonderful how God has kept me through so many years. I’ll tell it again.—I’m in my 80th year [in 1966]!

New Start at 80

July 2009 | Published in Ages and Stages

Brenda was nearly 80 when her husband died and she was left alone in a large house in a mid-sized city with a fairly high crime rate. Her two sons lived an hour away, but her daughter, who didn’t, wondered how her mother would cope and prayed for her often.

Months passed. One day Brenda was reading obituaries in the newspaper and came across a name she recognized from many years before—Nick, with whom she had become close friends when they were both teenage counselors at a summer camp for children. The obituary was for Nick’s wife. Memories flooded Brenda’s mind. She wrote Nick a condolence card, and he responded with a thank-you that also expressed his delight at hearing from her again. They continued to write each other, then spoke on the phone, and eventually he visited.

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