each Sunday at the retirement complex she lived in. She attended church with them, and then they enjoyed Sunday brunch together, as well as a little visit in the rose garden. This was the highlight of her week.
One Sunday, as Dottie and her family were having a bit of conversation, her friend Jane walked by with Nancy. Jane introduced Nancy to Dottie and the others. Nancy, the outgoing personality that she was, made small talk, commenting on the rose bushes and the color of Dottieâs blouse and skirt. She tickled the chin of the baby in Dottieâs daughterâs arms.
âIâll bet this is your great-grandchild,â purred Nancy. âHow adorable.â She asked the girlâs name and then continued adding her two-cents worth to the conversation. Jane elbowed her friend, signaling her to move on, but Nancy didnât take the hint. Finally Jane interrupted and announced that lunch would soon be served so theyâd better get moving.
With that Nancy plopped down on the bench beside Dottie and took her small hands in her own. âSo nice to meet you, Dottie, and your dear family. I bet your son and daughter-in-law love knowing you are here, safe and soundâthe same way I feel about Jane.â Nancy gestured to the flowers and trees and stone work in the garden. âThis seems to me the perfect place to be this side of heaven.â
âDonât push it,â Dottie announced. âIâm in no rush to get toheaven. As for this being a nice place to beâwell, okay, Iâll agree on that tooâ if I have to be in a place.â
Todayâs Thoughts
This is what [Jesus] promised usâeternal life.
1 J OHN 2:25
Thank you, Lord, that youâve gone before me and are preparing a place for me with you in heaven.
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Choosing to Believe
Marti phoned her friend Gretchen to congratulate her on her eighty-fifth birthday. Gretchen didnât seem too happy about reaching that milestone.
âIâd rather forget this day, if you donât mind. Getting old is wearing on me, if you know what I mean. Thereâs one thing and then another to contend withâaching knees, tired eyes, sore toes, pinched nerves. You donât want to head in this direction, Marti. Thereâs no going backwardâthatâs the problem.â
Marti, being the positive thinking person she is, couldnât take another earful of Gretchenâs negative response. Marti had only called to say âhappy birthdayâ and invite her friend to lunch. But at this rate, sheâd give the second part of her idea a second thought. Did she really want to sit down over a salad and listen to Gretchen recite her woes? On the other hand, poor Gretch is a widow now and unable to enjoy life as she once did. Maybe Iâm being selfish. Iâll give her another chance.
âGretchen, have you heard the latest statistics regarding aging? They are really quite amazing. For example, the experts now say that women who are 60 today are actually more like age 50. So that means at age 85 youâre the new 75. How about that? You just bought yourself 10 more years. Congratulations!â
âDonât you believe a word of it!â Gretchen shot back. âSomebodyâs lying to you. When you reach 85 youâll know what Iâm talking about.â And with that she said goodbye and hung up.
Marti wouldnât be discouraged that easily. She looked in the mirror and smiled. âCongratulations to me!â she said to her reflection. âWhen you turn 63 next week youâll be the new 53. Even if itâs a lie, I choose to believe it.â
Todayâs Thoughts
Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you.
I SAIAH 46:4
I may count my life in years, but by your grace, O Lord, I am as young as I feel. Thank you for giving me life.
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New to Eighty
Sally developed some health concerns following her eightieth birthday. She made an
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