Here we are in February 2025! That just seems impossible. Wasn’t it just a few weeks ago we were worrying about how Y2K was going to affect us as the calendar turned the page on 1999? Looking back over the past quarter century brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. Loss is expected in life as we journey toward old age yet it still is so difficult. I find myself missing those I can’t just pick up the phone and catch up with. There is a sadness to know that by 2050 most of us will not be at the table while still a part of the conversation. Yes, our years here are numbered with no guarantee of tomorrow. But we also impact one another’s lives and remain in one another’s heart long after we have moved to our home in heaven.
Somewhere I saw a sign that said that earth is not my home. I am just here recruiting. That is my hope for my remaining days. To share my relationship with Christ with as many people as I can. I don’t want one opportunity to pass where I can share His love and closeness. Nobody should travel life alone. Jesus is right beside us and all we must do is whisper His name and know we are not alone. To know Him and to make Him known is my life mission. To share my faith is only possible if I stay close to His embrace. My quiet time is time well spent.
Let me think……..in 2050 I will be 94 years old. Will I be celebrating here or in heaven? I am good either way although heaven seems much more inviting. Thinking about my family and friends and how the next twenty-five years will unfold for each of us is exciting, worrisome, and yet it also makes me know there will be triumphs along with heartache. That is why I don’t want anyone to walk alone through life.
Let’s celebrate twenty-five years in this new century, millennium and thank God that we have each other to step through this journey together.
In Him,
Joyful
2-3-25
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