‘Grey hair is a crown of splendour; it is attained in the way of righteousness’
Jesus tells us that God numbers every hair on our head. Admittedly for some that’s an easier task than others but it’s still an amazing idea that we are so intimately known by the Creator.
Equally encouraging in our culture of young, new and fresh is the affirmation of splendour attributed to the grey haired which I take to be the elderly.
Which led me to unearth some (hopefully) humorous sayings
'You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.’
‘When you begin to complain of the conduct of the young when you yourself are no longer able to set a bad example.’
‘When you answer the question “is it nice to be here?” With the answer “At my age its nice to be anywhere”’
‘You finally got your head together, and your body falls apart.’
‘When you say I'm not old, my hair is naturally blue.’
‘When you remember that in the 60's people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.’
‘When you know that inside every older person is a young person wondering what on earth happened.’
‘That it's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.’
‘When lying about your age is easier now that you’ve often forget what it is.’
So why all the humour?
In the role call of faith found in Hebrews 11 Jacob is included because he sustained his worship of God through the grey haired years to the very end. ‘By faith Jacob, when he was dying, blessed each of Joseph's sons, and worshiped as he leaned on the top of his staff.’
From this snippet I simply want to encourage you that its not how old you are that matters, it’s how you are Old that counts.
When you can lean on your staff and worship despite the aches and pains and the relentless advance of youth – which is wasted on the young…
"Strength has ever to be made perfect in weakness, and old age is one of the weaknesses in which it is perfected."
And so I offer a Prayer of Thanksgiving for Older Adults:
God of all the seasons of life, we thank you for the elderly who live among us, reminding us of the seasons of age and experience, reminding us of the necessity of enjoying each day as your gift, and of offering us perspective, courage, peace, and a vision of what it means to age with grace.
We recognise today that each of these dear brothers and sisters who live in our midst is a vital partof our family of faith, but that to seldom do we tell them of our gratitude.So we offer to them and to you our confession of that lapse and the loss we thus have sustained.
Now as we anticipate your grace, we also anticipate the grace of our ongoing journey with them. May
we share with them our strength and eagerness and vision. May we learn from them dreams and wisdom and bravery. May we delight in each other. May we tell one another our own stories as they fit together into the story of your purposes and your kingdom on earth and in heaven.
May we simply hold hands with one another, creating ties that will bind us into the great communion of
saints who have been, who are, and who
are yet to be!
In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.