At the grand old age of fifty-seven, I often find myself reflecting on where my life's journey has led.
So often I wonder how I could have made some of the awful decisions that I did. How could I know what I knew and still go where I have gone?
However, God has promised that He will "restore the years the locust have eaten." If I follow Him, grow in Him, seek Him there is the promise of joy even in my waning years.
No matter what life throws at me (or I throw at myself) I also know that eternity will be a wonderful, awesome, indescribable blast of joy! God told me so.