Gerald Wheatley, an elderly man at our church, spoke for our church service yesterday and he made me excited to grow old. He's wise, he's soft-hearted, he's excited to be so close to meeting the Lord. Some older people have made me dread the later years in life. Complaints, bitterness, anger. Gerald exudes none of that. The trials of this life have not hardened him. The pain of his body makes him long for heaven. The losses he has faced remind him how fragile life is and that this is not our home. His experiences have granted him wisdom. His long life has left him humble.
I want to be Gerald Wheatley when I grow up.