the wisdom of age
I’m getting older. I’m not as old as some of you and I’ll never catch you up, but I’m beginning to creak. The eyes get tired, the knees are a bit dodgy and the back aches, especially after a stretch in the garden; but here is the advantage: even though we diminish in physical ability, we gain in wisdom.
I love the story of Simeon and Anna, who were in the temple when Jesus is brought by his parents. They had been there a long time. Anna had been a widow for many, many years and never left the temple. Both of them were waiting for the promise of the Messiah – the one to come, the one they had been hoping for. When Jesus was brought to the temple by his parents, Simeon took Jesus in his arms and in Luke ch2 v29-32, said, ‘Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, you may now dismiss your servant in peace. For my eyes have seen your salvation, which you have prepared in the sight of all nations: a light for revelation to the Gentiles, and the glory of your people Israel.’ At that very moment as Simeon was praying, Anna turned up and began to praise and worship God, telling everyone in earshot that Jesus was the one they had been waiting for.
I’m not convinced that a young person would have seen that or recognised what was happening right before their eyes. I praise God for those of mature years amongst us, for they see and hear things by their wisdom that others miss. When they share with us what God is doing, our lives our enriched.
(image:Stockvault.net/Michael Jose Franco Guerrero)