Looking forward from 45 is not as fun as it was when I was looking forward from 18. There are less events on the horizon that seem exciting. A lot of my life has been written, but not the ending. My ending will only be the beginning.
I am now afforded a looking back view that encompasses a ton of blessings that I can recall and recount. My time and experience on this earth has shown and taught me things that only come with age, and I am not giving any of that up, not even to look like my 18-year old self again. I am looking forward to heaven with the blessing of all things new while still retaining all the wisdom I have banked.
The lines of purpose in your lives never grow slack, tightly tied as they are to your future in heaven, kept taught by hope.
Colossians 1:5 msg
I don't want to loose sight of this purpose. I'm not letting my line grow slack for a minute because my time here on earth no longer seems unending like it did in my twenties. There is a chance I won't have time for things. This has a strange way of anchoring me in my purpose. As I age my purpose can stay fresh. It's anchored in heaven. The hope of heaven can keep my rope taught.
Heaven will not let us down. We will be suddenly free from the disappointment of expectations unmet. That means no broken hearts when plans have not come through like we imagined.
This makes me so much more aware of the importance of prayers. My prayers anchor me to heaven in their timelessness. The time I bank in prayer will live on beyond me. God can use my prayers for my children, grandchildren, and all the people who come in and out of my life even after I am gone. I'm hoping I get a front row seat to see their answers from my eternal vantage point.
When we get to heaven there will be no sadness. We will be suddenly free from the disappointment of expectations unmet. That means no broken hearts when plans have not come through like we imagined. My prayers will work out perfectly without exception because they will be kept safe in God's hands.
I'm not loosing time, I'm gaining time towards eternity. As I gain time, I'm picking up the pace, keeping my eyes on the light at the end of the tunnel. With my anchor in heaven and the rope held taught by hope.
Where might you need to pick up the pace of your purpose?
Father, keep me aware of time and it's limitations only to fuel my focus. Thank you that you have eternity planned for me, and the closer I get to the ending, the closer I actually am to the beginning.