Many people have asked me throughout my life how old I
am. Let me answer you this way:
- I am but a youth for I have far to go and much to learn.
- I am at my prime for I feel confident and proud of what I can be.
- I am a senior for I have been there and can pass on wisdom.
- I am no more for I have left the past behind.
- But most important, I am not of this world. So to measure my time in earthly terms
is without real meaning. I come from the Creator that keeps my calendar, sets my
schedule, provides my every need, and asks only for love in return. For Him I have
traveled afar and have returned to re-experience that favorite thing, that favorite place,
to learn more about that favorite thing, and to add His love to the world.
- Yes, I am as old as you. Yes, I am finally old enough. Yes, I am . . .
-- hmmm . . . -- well I think I am . . . -- What were we talking about ?
* * *
Old Friends are the Best Friends
Three genealogists, 92, 94, and 96 years old, respectively, all lived together. One
day the oldest drew a bath. She put one foot in the water, paused, then called downstairs
to her friends, "Am I getting into the tub or out of the tub?"
The 94-year-old started up the stairs to help, then paused and called back downstairs,
"Was I going up or coming down?"
The youngest, who was sitting at the kitchen table having tea, said, "I guess I'll
have to help them. I hope I never get that forgetful!" and knocked on
wood. She got up, then paused and called, "I'll come up as soon as I see who's
at the door!"
* * *
Old folks are worth a fortune with silver in their hair, gold in their teeth, precious
stones in their kidneys, lead in their feet, and gas in their stomach.
* * *
The preacher came to call on me the other day. He said that at my age I should
be thinking about the hereafter. I told him, Oh, I do all the time. No matter
where I am in the house, in the store, or in the street, I ask myself, "What am I
here after ?"
* * *
Five good gentlemen visit with me each day. As soon as I wake up, Will Power
helps me out of bed. Then I go to see John. As I begin to move Charlie Horse
comes along, and when he leaves Arthur Ritis shows up. At the end of the day I go to
bed with the help of Ben Gay.
See also Life Begins
at 80, Generations, and Survivors. |