"In Good Company"
The first words I heard on the morning of my 50th birthday was, "Happy Birthday Dad, you ol' fart." My 11 year old daughter had been waiting weeks to give her line. She had rehearsed it for some time and now the day was here. Ol' Fart is not exactly an enduring term. The literal words refer to the lingering odor of a passed bodily gas. It would seem that the term would refer to that which is pungent, moldy and unwelcome to the senses. But, in its vernacular use by my daughter, it simply means; the ranks of the fuddy duddies. I was also given the gift of a cap to wear. It supposedly befits my elderly status. I have to admit that it is comfortable and will come in handy on cold days. When I first put it on my daughter said, "You look just like Grandpa!" I made sure to wear it when I drove her to school the next day with the ear flaps down. And so it goes. We humans like to take jabs at one another when we reach those hallmark ages. It's all done in good fun. Unfortunately, some folks have trouble with aging. It really bugs them. I'm not one of them and here's why.
I am in good company. My aging simply means that I am getting closer each day to determining what God has in store for me now! I am coming along side those who in their "old age" served God very well. I am about to become even more useful to God. Look at Enoch who was having kids at age 65 and lived to be 365. His son, Methuselah, lived to be 969! Moses didn't go into the ministry until he was 80 and still put in 40 more years. Now, I don't plan to hit the 900 year mark, but I do plan to give it my all until my all is gone. Turning 50 is a reminder of the many blessings I have had and still have. For 50 years God has guided, prodded and carried me. On my birthday, I give thanks to Him. Today, celebrate your age as a blessing from God.
Sharing in Faith,
Rev. Craig W. Duke
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