God Has Been Good To Me
I wrote this poem on the cusp of turning 65, wearing my 64 for the last time.
I always thought getting older would be awful, but it is lovely. What helps me is having an eternal perspective, meaning I am only a baby in eternal terms. What's wonderful is I can reflect on my life and see how faithful and loving God is. Also, God is giving me so many second chances these days, and I am excited and hopeful for what He will do next. So I decided to write a poem about it because I want you to know that aging is our friend and our God has been good to us.
I wrote this poem on the cusp of turning 65, wearing my 64 for the last time.
Where am I now?
So, it has been less than a week since my birthday last Sunday. I have had moments where my old friend, anxiety, burst in, and gentleness busted out. But as God has always done, He still loved me, even my snappy mouth and raw feelings. I asked why on my prayer walk yesterday in deep discussion. Only the geese and turtles saw a woman alone talking to herself. Help me? We went over it all, and then last night, I awoke in the middle of the night with His gift of peace as if a dark cloud was lifting off me, and I could breathe in the new Sun.
This brings me back to this poem and why God is so good to me.
God Has Been Good to Me 'Tis a birthday, I must say, a milestone, so they say, as I become 65 years of age. I welcome wrinkles I once feared and though I move a little slower God has been good to me. Although my body is weathered in God's eternal terms, I am just a baby. Although my velvet skin roughens in eternal terms, I am forever beautiful. So, when I catch my reflection and wonder if others think of me as an ancient I remember God wonderfully made me, His unique creation, in His image. God has been good to me. God has brought me through battles and perils, teaching me to love; for nothing is more beautiful then a woman who reflects Christ. Youth fades like the flowers, but I discover something lovely in my humanness: Here, in my frailty, God flourishes new beginnings, second chances, and a harvest. "Those who are planted in the house of the Lord Shall flourish in the courts of our God. They shall still bear fruit in old age; They shall be fresh and flourishing, To declare that the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him." Psalm 92:13-15 NKJ I find that aging is my friend. God has been good to me.
Much love, Deborah
This is so beautiful! Thank you for sharing my beautiful friend.
One day, we will be in the presence of the Son, and until then, we have the honor of spending every day walking with and glorifying Him!
Thanks for sharing your heart Deborah💌 I enjoyed this post!!