“The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.” Psalm 90:10.
I have reached it. The gravy years. Some say it is the golden years, but gold does not interest me at all. What use is gold, other than it is worth a lot of money now, but at this age there would not be a lot that I could do with that. Gravy. Gravy is that extra something that you add to a meal to make the dry wet and the bland have some taste. You can hit me with all the gold you want, but I am no longer supposed to have much gravy. In gravy there is too much sodium, too much fat – too much of the good stuff that I am not supposed to partake in.
If you think about it, gravy is one of those earthly things that we get too much of. You know, the guilty stuff that we know we should take in moderation, but we over-indulge in our youth. Then comes the gravy years – we want to have gravy but our bodies have over-indulged so much that we can no longer take it in large amounts. I know my stomach has shrunk some, if I eat too much I pay for it – days at the time.
What can we determine from this. I cannot tell you. Too busy running around getting as much gravy at the end of things as possible. We have done more in the past year (even with the threat of hurricanes) than we have done in the past five. I guess that means that in our case, as far as life goes, we are in the gravy – and it is good!
What can we do more than this? We can only keep on living until the Lord calls us home or until we get raptured out of here. I think the trick is that even in gravy years we cannot stop living for Christ. We have to keep proclaiming Him wherever we go. Gravy can keep being productive.
Just imagine a big old buttermilk biscuit sitting on a plate. Some of you people think that it will be less calories if you stick a little sugar free jelly on it. In the name of all that’s holy – put some gravy on that biscuit!!
~AE
Voice of the Introverts 