““Hear Me, O house of Jacob, And all the remnant of the house of Israel, You who have been burdening Me from birth And have been carried from the womb; Even to your old age I will be the same, And even to your graying years I will bear you! I have done it, and I will carry you; And I will bear you, and I will rescue you.” (Isaiah 46:3–4 LSB).  https://accordance.bible/link/read/LSB#Is._46:3

I am not yet old, but I am certainly close. At 59 I think more and more about my passing, the brevity of the remainder of my days and the ill health that usually accompanies those final years. As I look back God has been so involved in my life. His kindness is overwhelming, His goodness beyond comprehension. Though I did not recognize Him, neither did I obey Him or give Him the honor He deserved, He loved me and showed me His kindness. Finally, He awakened my eyes to see Him and now i praise Him, now I seek Him, now I love Him, and now I long to fully obey Him and to glorify Him upon the earth as He is glorified in the heavens. Still failing but not quitting, I seek the Lord to do His will and to know Him better. The Lord is good, He has been so good to me, and so I pray for more of Him now and in my future. I pray I will have my mind all my days so I can think of Him and explain Him to my children and grandchildren. I pray to have my mobility all my days so I can attend the significant family gatherings all the days I remain on this earth. I pray I will always have control of my movements lest my shame and fear isolate me from those I love. And I pray that I will declare Jesus as Savior and Lord of all to my children and grandchildren even unto my last breath. Growing old is also a blessing from God, growing old well is a double blessing, a gift from God I pray to receive.