Years ago I heard about an elderly gentleman who was suffering from the first stages of dementia. He lamented the fact that he often forgot about God. “Don’t you worry,” said a good friend, “He will never forget you.”
Growing old is perhaps the hardest task we have to face in this life. As the saying goes, “Getting old is not for sissies.”
Mainly, growing old is about losses. We devote most of our early life to acquiring things, but they are merely things we will lose as we age. We lose our strength, our looks, our friends, our job. We may lose our wealth, our home, our health, our spouse, our independence, and perhaps the greatest loss of all, our sense of dignity and self-worth.
But there is one thing that you and I will never lose—the love of God. “Even to your old age, I am He,” God said to the prophet, “and even to gray hairs I will carry you! I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you” (Isaiah 46:4).
“The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree,” wrote the songwriter (Psalm 92:12). “Those who are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of our God. They shall still bear fruit in old age” (vv.13-14).
Jesus loves me, this I know,
Though my hair is white as snow;
Though my sight is growing dim,
Still He bids me trust in Him. —Warner
God's love never grows old.