Weaned
I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within
me.
O Israel, hope in the LORD
from this time forth and forevermore. —Psalm 131:2, 3
No longer clambering,
complaining, fretful, frustrated, out of sorts, David was restful and peaceful,
content to rely on God alone.
Aging is a little like
weaning, in that we learn to disengage from childish necessities because we
have to. As physical prowess, personal appearance and intellectual powers decline,
we can no longer be bigger than, stronger than, better than, smarter than
everyone else in the room. We can only "be”— calm and quiet if we're
content with God alone.
This is the secret of
"good old age."
David Roper
E-musings are archived at http://davidroper.blogspot.com
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