One of the advantages of getting older is that the perspective changes. I look back on my highs and lows (both equally valuable) and it is like looking at a mountain range from a distance: Everything seems less extreme than when I was in the middle of it all. My mountain tops were thrilling but in the perspective of a lifetime were not as important as they felt at the time. My lows were awful but never cause for hopelessness. I have learned to say, “This is the day the Lord has made; I will rejoice in it and be glad. . .whatever comes.” That gives me the freedom to enjoy the highs without taking them too seriously and endure the lows without being too bothered by them.”
I keep my feet grounded in that great promise of Jesus: “Remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
So, knowing my Lord is never leaving me alone, I’ve become like a Midwestern farmer, cautiously pleased at the good crops (but knowing next year may be tough) and discontented with a poor season (but confident next year will be better).
Through it all, I thank God for allowing me the mountain tops and I thank God for seeing me through the valleys. Either way, I thank God.
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