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‘You're
Only Old Once'
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 September
is the month I begin my 11th year with you in ministry. As I
look back, not only on the last 10 years, but also on the past
39 years I've been working for the Lord, as a pastor in the
Presbyterian Church, it truly has been a sacred journey in faith.
But I seem to notice, more and more, that as I get older, I
am starting to forget things. Amazingly I actually remember
that I preached on this theme back in May of 2004, entitled
‘You're Only Old Once'. It was based on Psalm
71 and also Dr. Suess' book of the same name. I remember
that it struck a common chord with many in the congregation.
You sent me lots of geriatric jokes since then and one classic
poem I received from a number of folks. It fell out of one of
my file folders the other day and I thought to myself...‘I
wondered where that poem was'! So here it is so I won't forget
where it is the next time. |
I
Can't Remember
Just a line to say I'm living, that I'm not among the dead;
Though I'm getting more forgetful, and mixed up in my head.
I got used to my arthritis, to my dentures I'm resigned;
I can manage my bifocals, but I sure do miss my mind!
For sometimes I can't remember, when I'm standing by the stairs,
Have I just gone up for something, or have I just come down
instead?
And before the refrigerator, my poor mind is filled with doubt,
Have I just put food away, or have I come to take it out?
And there is a time when it is dark, with my nightcap on my
head,
I don't know if I'm retiring, or just getting out of bed?
So if it's my turn to write you, there's no need for getting
sore,
I may think that I have written, and don't want to be a bore.
Just remember that I love you, and I wish that you were here,
But now it's nearly mail time, so I'll good-bye my dear.
There I stand beside the mailbox, with my face so very red,
Instead of mailing you my letter, I have opened it instead!
Apologies
to whoever wrote it, I can't seem to remember.....? Patty
came across a great line the other day: ‘Jesus
knows me, this I love' Thank heaven somebody
remembers who we are! ...now let's see.....where did my cup
of coffee go?.............?
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