We don't yet see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! (The Message)
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“Old” is 20 years older than me. Always.
It’s okay. Life is love and that includes all written above. Cherish our moments. When the moments end…it’s God’s wish and love.
We are the old folks we used to talk about.
Haha, so true–ouch–hits too close to home.
You said it better than I could ever express it! Awesome!
ME too!
God Bless
susie
This is so poetic and true!
Except for the worsening eyesight and random unexpected aches, I’m okay with this getting older thing. Every day is one day closer to Jesus, as far as I’m concerned.
They are wrinkles of wisdom and gray hairs of grace. I wear them proudly!