As has often been said, old age is not for the faint of heart. It comes with many physical, financial, emotional, and spiritual challenges.
On the other hand, I have discovered that there are some upsides. Now, I am not really old. I am old, but not old enough to run for president. I am not really old, but I do qualify for the label “senior.” And seniority comes with perks. For one thing, the government sends me money just because I am old. For another, I get seniors’ discounts in restaurants, in movie theaters, in dentist offices, on public transit, and in a host of other places. And people explain things to me. Slowly. And loudly.
That is not all. I have found that age is a wonderful coverall for human failings.
If I do something really foolish, I am not stupid. I’m old.
If I do something bizarre or eccentric, I am not crazy. I’m old.
If I trip and fall or walk into something, I am not clumsy or awkward. I’m old.
If I don’t want to do something, I am not lazy. I’m old.
If I don’t want to listen to someone drone on and on, I am not being rude or hard of hearing. I’m old.
If I don’t want to give to someone or pay for something, I am not cheap. I’m old.
If I forget something, I don’t have a poor memory. I’m old.
I love being old because, like love (1 Peter 4:8), being old can cover over a multitude of sins.

























































I think we must be about the same age. <g>
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Maybe. A senior in body and a teenager at heart? Someone once told me that you are only young once but you can be immature forever.
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“I love being old because, like love (1 Peter 4:8), being old can cover over a multitude of sins.” That text actually means something more uncomforting, that love covers over a multitude of OTHER PEOPLE’S sins …
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This made me laugh. I think we are in the same age range, but then who knows. I’m too old to know. lol
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