10 things seniors need to hear again and again and….

“Remind them of these things…” (2 Timothy 2:14)

All right, here’s the deal.

You’re getting up in years and all those fears you thought you had nailed to the cross decades ago begin reappearing.  Where did these come from, you wonder.

Old memories of sins forgiven (and of which you are ashamed) crop up and nag you.  You worry about dying. Subtle doubts about the most elemental teachings in the Christian faith pull at you.What if this is all a sham, if the Bible is not true, if you were fooled.

You’re normal.

However, you need to get back on track. Otherwise, your fears and worries could throw you off course and hurt you just when you are most vulnerable and will be needing faith the most.

I’ve heard that tightrope walkers are most in danger toward the end of their walk. They have defied death in crossing the width of the circus tent on that thin wire, and now they are almost to the end.  If they let down their guard now and relax, they could lose their concentration and a misstep would plunge them to their death.

This is no time to lose your focus, senior saint.

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The only thing your church’s seniors have in common is years.

“They will still yield fruit in old age….” (Psalm 92:14)

In a church where I was the guest speaker recently, the minister announced,”Today is Senior Sunday. We want to honor all our senior adults!” So far, so good. Then, he really did it.

“If you are age 50 and above, you are a senior adult.”

What! My oldest son reached that age last February.  If he’s a senior adult, then what does that make me?  I wasn’t even ready to admit that I’ve become one!

Then, the next church where I spoke, the minister told the congregation, “Who is a senior adult? We will let each of you make your own decision about that.”  Ah, a wise man.

Anyone who would work with the seniors in church needs to get straight on some matters up front.

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How To Tell The Senior Adult is Still Alive

Today, a nurse visited our house on behalf of an insurance company.

Margaret and I are taking out what’s called “long term health insurance” in case either or both of us ever have to go to a nursing home. We’re realists about this, and the last thing we want is to be a burden on our children, who will have their own challenges.

The agent had said the nurse’s visit is to make sure we are real persons, still active, and not a few weeks away from needing to go into assisted living. Makes sense.

She was nice, asked the typical questions about our health histories, that sort of thing. Then, she threw me a curve.

“I’m going to give you a list of ten words,” she said. “Repeat each one after me. At the end, repeat back as many of the ten as you can.”

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