Yesterday I wrote my first checks with 2015. Strange. When I was in junior high and high school in the late 60’s and early 70’s we would talk about what the world would be like in the 21st century. It felt like science fiction. We all agreed that we would have jet packs (we watched The Jetsons!). We all agreed that flying cars would probably be available, through probably out of our price range. Besides, we would be so old by then. Truly…that’s what we thought. We were certain we couldn’t cruise E Street or go to football games. We would continue to go to Haywoods for ice cream sundaes, though we would probably be with our spouse & children. It was going to be weird to be old.
Now here we are in 2015. Although this year will be a “milestone” birthday for me, I prefer to think of myself as “a sweet young thing”, and the streaks in my hair to be blonde rather than grey. However, I am sensing some wonderful things as I age. Fewer things are crucial. I am not so much in a hurry. I value people and events more than things. It’s easier to let go of things. My relationship with God has deepened. I take more time to listen — both to God and people. It’s lovely.
I do wish, though, that my body would react differently. Things creak that didn’t creak before. Falling hurts more than it did before. Muscles take longer to heal. I don’t have the energy I had in the 60s and 70s. I have saggy parts. I have what my sister-in-law Carolyn calls “Angel Wings”.
However, I also have a husband who tells me I am beautiful. I have young people in my life who still like to spend time with me. Our house is almost paid for. All this is good.
I am looking forward to this year. I expect to see God work in great ways in my life. I expect to grow. I expect to take more deep breaths. I expect to see more beauty in our world and those who inhabit it. Not a bad way to spend a year…