Tuesday, August 12, 2014

The Age Of Not-So-Glamorous

Good Tuesday morning! It is nice outside right now, quite cool with just a touch of humidity. This morning, I am nursing a slightly pulled hamstring. Now, in the days of youth I would have come up with some glamorous reason for this injury. Perhaps something like, "Started that crossfit program last night. Really tough workout!" or that I was playing football, maybe that I had to crouch too long because the deer would spot me. I think that part of growing toward old age comes when a person realizes that the truth of a strained muscle may not be quite so much fun as it once was. Yup, strained my hamstring bending over too long while cleaning out the cat box yesterday. Might make a good line for a comedy show, but the action-adventure hero wouldn't touch it. Not wanting to touch it is of course part of the reason I had to bend over so long.

There comes an age when this life on earth just isn't so glamorous anymore. The younger folks don't give us a second glance unless it is to laugh at something only they can see. More time is spent in uncomfortable places, and some nights our bed qualifies as one of those places. The question might arise, "Why does God let us run down like this?" Of course, we know that God's plan for Eden and life was different than this. Disobedience brought in the effects of sin and we get to suffer those effects from that cause.

Each day, us middle-aged and older folks get many reminders that the first sin has far-reaching effects. However, we also are reminded that Jesus walks with us always, and He did not return from the grave all crippled, old, and bent over. God does not just wind up these battered old clocks again when we finally run down. Paul reminds us that heaven is a new place and we get new bodies. All of creation groans under the curse of sin. One day, we get to see the new Jerusalem coming down from Heaven. New is what our Savior is all about. Near the end, Jesus says, "Behold, I make all things new!"

Have a new day in Christ!
Bucky

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