I turned sixty-two this year. Wow, hearing that sounds old but seeing it in writing seems even older. Strange thing though, and I am sure others my age say the same thing, in my mind I am still in my early forties.
In my mind I can still do all the things I did in my forties. I even have times, in my mind, when I can do things I did in my twenties.
While I can still do a few things, I know they are not as well as I use to.
I am not just talking about physical things. Not just all those physical things I could do when I was young that I thought I would always be able to do; but also the mental. I use to be able to remember so much more. Now I forget why I walked from the bedroom to the living room. LOL
For me, the addiction to sports that I developed in my twenties kept me in rather good shape well into my forties. My addiction to sports, like many addictions, came at a high cost.
Praise God I found Christ at thirty-five. Turned out that what I strove for in the evermore riskier sports I was getting into was, in truth, a search for contentment in my soul.
So when my addiction to sports resulted in bringing my life into a total mess, God put someone in my life that He used to bring me to His truth. Not just saving my soul but giving me His Word that I can study and learn the true meaning of contentment.
The truth is that only through Christ can I find what my true longing. I believe every human has this same longing; which is to have a contented soul.
Now I understand what God means when He gave us Philippians Chapter 4.
Reading God’s Word always lifts me. It refocuses me when I am tempted to stray and/or when I stumble.
Do I sometimes miss the physical shape I was once in? Truth is, yes.
But then God reminds me of Philippians Chapter 3.
I give the chapters to avoid taking His Word out of context.
In closing, I simply say “Praise God, the savior of my soul and the author of my contentment”.