Recently, I celebrated my sixtieth birthday. While I wouldn’t categorize myself as old, I admit (to myself mostly) that I am indeed getting older. It’s an interesting process, one that has to be experienced to be truly understood and appreciated. Perhaps the element that stands out the most with advancing age is time. In youth, time abounds and is plentiful, a never ending commodity one takes for granted. As the years tick by, though, time grows in value. The fundamental rule of economics is supply and demand. Well, I’d like more time on this planet, as would most of us. However, as we get older its supply dwindles. With each passing day, my time grows more valuable. I’ve become increasingly aware of just how limited and precious it is. Money was never a major concern to me the way it is to some people. This is especially true now. Knowing the average lifespan, examining my family history, there’s a good chance I might live another twenty years, Lord willing. But what if He isn’t willi...
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