I am seventy-two years old.
I've written Psalm 92:12-14 on a card. I placed it next to our downstairs computer.
The righteous will flourish like a palm tree,
they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon;
planted in the house of the LORD,
they will flourish in the courts of our God.
They will still bear fruit in old age.
To bear fruit in old age. That is what I desire. I refuse to get so far away from the city of God that I no longer hear his voice.
A. W. Tozer writes:
"That is exactly what people in ruts find out about themselves. They discover that the passing of time tends to dull their religious feelings, and the signal that used to be quite clear is fading out." (Tozer, Rut, Rot, or Revival: The Problem of Change and Breaking Out of the Status Quo, Kindle Locations 392-394)
Not for me. It's time to flourish and bear more fruit.
Linda and I flourished from the beginning. We were caught up in the Jesus Movement. (See God's Forever Family: The Jesus People Movement in America.) If you flourished during the Jesus Movement, read this book.
That's the spiritual soil we thrived in. Today, decades later, our roots are deeply planted in the house of the Lord.
To flourish in the courts of the Lord. Life doesn't get better than that!