August 13th
Read: Phil. 3:10-14; Jeremiah 29:11; John 17:24; Psalm 90:12; Joshua 14:6-15
Caleb was eighty years old when he chose to live in the hills and battle the giants who had scared Israel off forty years earlier. He was my kind of person … fearless at his advanced
age in the power of his Lord. He was still looking forward to enjoying the inheritance of land promised to him by God. He had to clear out the Anakim inhabitants and establish a settlement in difficult terrain! I can just hear the other tribes people saying, “He must be losing it!”
Two years after I wrote the poem below, I was single again after thirty-two years of marriage and with a twelve-year-old son to raise. Four years later I was married to John and we were attending Bible School. Three years after that we were in England for a four-year term as missionaries. Now we are in Arizona working for the Lord. I can honestly say that I feel exactly the same way today. I am looking forward still … at age sixty-eight.
LOOKING FORWARD
As years behind me show increase,
I watch each day unfold
And still am filled with wonder
At the treasures each doth hold.
I still have feelings much akin
To childhood’s wide-eyed awe
That filled me with excitement
At each delight I saw.
I still find some new promise
That draws me ever on
To each day’s fresh adventure
With tomorrow `the beyond’.
My God fills each new ment
Of ever-shortening days
With LIFE and new awareness
Of time, and fresh amaze.
Because my path is chosen
And Jesus pilots me,
Because my hope is settled
For all eternity.
I can with each involvement,
Each venture which I start,
Look forward to forever
With a whole and joyful heart.
Prayer: Dear Lord, keep me on the cutting edge for You.