As I grew older, I moved a bit slower
So I stepped aside and let the young ones take over
But some of God’s work was left undone.
I decided the young folks shouldn’t have all the fun
So I skedaddled on over to show em how it’s done.
As I grew older I could hardly see
So I let others come and read
But then it occurred to me
That I didn’t need to read
To tell others what I believe.
As I grew older I could barely hear
So others began to share and teach
But then I remembered my hearing aid
Which helped me to others reach
Even if I must go and preach.
I’m not too old to serve my Lord
My life has purpose I can afford
To live and tell others of Christ’s rewards
How we all can be headed Heavenward.
Until next time,