“I will be your God throughout your lifetime…” Isa.46:4)
Lord Jesus, if I’d been asked at 10 to describe my 75-year-old self, some of the images would have probably included being bent over with aging bones and denture-less at night. A mall-walker, multiple prescriptions-taker, with a get-up-and-go that got-up-and-went. The mall-walking park is true—along with hiking trails, strolling neighborhood streets, beaches, and wherever. Hallelujah Jesus, I feel better on my 75th birthday than I did at 55.
Today I gladly reaffirm: “All the days ordained for me were written in your book...” (Ps.139:16). Jesus, I won’t enter heaven one day sooner than you decide, and I won’t suffer one thing outside your sovereign will. Until then nothing will separate me from your love (Rom.8:38-39), snatch me from your hand (Jn.10:28), or erase my name from heaven’s book (Lk.10:20). Hallelujah!
Jesus, this is who I know you to be and trust you to be all the way Home: “I will be your God throughout your lifetime—until your hair is white (or gone) with age. I made you and I’ll care for you. I will carry you along and deliver you” (Isa.46:4). Hallelujah, you have already delivered me from sin’s condemnation and death’s sting—from every false Gospel and every empty hope—from doubting your love to resting in it and relying on it. Thank you!
Jesus, until my last gasp here and my first breath in heaven—as my bones get older, make my heart younger. “Render” me more alive than ever to your truth, goodness, and beauty, Jesus. Increase my Gospel-astonishment—my wonder, awe, experience of all you truly are. I want to love others as you love me, Jesus. I want to invest my remaining days in your commitment to make all things new and beautiful. So Very Amen.
