The Fall Season

Good morning, world. Things are looking pretty good from the front porch of my farm in Virginia today. For the first time in a long time I met with the Living God wrapped up in a blanket that warmed my body while He warmed my soul. I had to hold on tight to the pages of my Instruction Manual so the winds didn’t carry it away while I filled my Heart up with His Words and Wisdom. The Fall is my favorite season of the year because it reminds me of the way life is. It’s rich with color, and it’s a little unpredictable as the fierce winds come and go, and the temperatures sway back and forth until its finally cold for good. I’m in the final season of my life but I’m living like it’s the Fall. My Life is full of color, and it always will be because I Serve the One who paints the rainbows in the sky. As long as He’s my First Priority and I stay Wrapped up in Him, the Journey will be even more beautiful than the Fall until I go “cold” for good. Isn’t that the way you look at your life too?

It can be so easy for us to convince ourselves that we’re “too old” for just about anything in life, but we lose our Joy and squander our Purpose when we do. We don’t get old and quit…we quit and get old instead, and it amazes me how so many people quit living long before the body does. God never quits, and our Purpose never ends until life goes “cold” and we’re called Home for good. In time, it gets easier and easier for us to turn to someone else…someone younger…to do the Heavy Lifting for God. Each time we sit back to let someone else Serve Him instead, we lose a little more of the Joy that He intends for us to have and we draw a line in the sand for our Purpose. Even though God provides everything we need to do the Job He Calls us to do, we’ll claim we aren’t equipped anymore, and we’ll pass the buck to someone else…even though God spoke the need to us. If we pass the buck long enough, He’ll no longer call upon us to Serve at all. I can’t think of a sadder way to spend the final Season of Life than to be doing as little as I possibly can for Him because I’ve deemed myself “too old” or “too tired” to Serve the King of Kings.

When are we too old to share compassion? When are we too old to write a note of encouragement? When are we too old to pick up the phone to check on a friend in need? When are we too old to share food or water? When are we too old to visit a sick friend or to visit a prison to spread love? When are we too old to share the wisdom that comes with age? When are we too old to teach the younger ones? When you consider how most of us quit when we’re old…it shouldn’t come as a much of a surprise when the next generation “quits” on us too. As long as there is breath coming to and from our lungs, it’s a perfect day to do Good…a day to Serve the One that still has us here as part of His Plan…a Day to share the Truth to a lost world. God called people into Service for Him a long time ago that were in the “final” season of Life. They had proven their love for Him by Declaring His name everywhere they went. When they went through the Fire they held His Hand. When they were lost, they turned to Him to Lead them. When they were tired, He gave them Rest. They didn’t have the young body they used to have, but they had a Spirit to Serve and the Wisdom of years, and because of that He used them until the day He called they went cold…and He will you and me. We don’t get old and quit…we quit and get old.

I’m in the final season and I’m having the Time of my Life. I’m pouring out the Wisdom that I gained through the Fire and I’m doing what I can to “go forth” to share the Truth with a lost world. I’ll keep Serving the King until He calls me Home, so no matter when that is…today or decades from now… the world will have no doubt that my Job on earth was completed and that His timing is Perfect. I hope they’ll celebrate my passing onto my New Home, and I hope nobody cries about the “unfairness” of my death, because I’ll be Home where I’ll be celebrating for all of Eternity with the One I Served with everything within me. I haven’t gotten old and I WILL NOT quit.

How about you?