It ain’t over yet.

When I was in high school, I analyzed my parents’ lives as being nearly over, at least the good parts. Their days seemed boring, devoid of fun or freshness.

Now that I’ve traveled into and nearly through those same years, I have an amended viewpoint. As long as we’re still alive, new experiences will present themselves, some welcome, some not. But each is a chance to stretch, learn or overcome. Yogi Berra had it right: “It ain’t over till it’s over.”

While walking Jack last night the sky was crystal clear, and a full moon was nearly too bright to look at. My LED flashlight was unnecessary, and moon-shadows on the road created stunning free form art. As we returned to the cottage, I had a hard time ending the walk. It seemed wasteful to opt out of such a dramatic night.

Once inside, Louisa and I decided we needed to see what the beach looked like drenched in such bright moonlight. Jack was delighted with a bonus creek cocktail at 1:15 AM, and we were awed by the sand, aglow in silver. The lake bounced with light, flashing glimpses of colorful stones beneath the water. We wished out loud we’d brought our pillows and blankets.

What other wonders go unnoticed every day because the easier choice is not to go searching for them? And does it have anything to do with middle-age?

We all know older people who routinely plant themselves in front of challenging experiences. They’re committed to trying new things and lead lives marked by adventure and enthusiasm. Fresh conversational topics make it rewarding to be with them, and they focus on what’s possible rather than on what’s not. Youthful energy surrounds these seniors like bees circle a hive.

I’d love to be just like them.

There have always been oldsters characterized by forward-thinking optimism. God introduced us to 3 of them, Caleb, Joshua and Moses, in the pages of Scripture. These geriatrics had a fire for life well into their 80’s, each one eager to take on new beginnings whenever they could. No La-A-Boys or TV for this crowd.

I think God often waits for us to initiate something new. He’s looking for a willingness to embrace change or risk. After we take step 1, he might respond with steps 2-6, then present us with step 7. But he accurately analyzes hearts and loves a willing spirit. Who knows what wonders may be in store if we press forward rather than stand still.

Last night when I finally put my head on the pillow, it was into a pool of moonlight that had followed us home from the beach, squeezed through the trees above our cottage, and slipped through my window to remind me, “It ain’t over till it’s over.”

“Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when… challenges come at you from all sides. Don’t try to get out of anything prematurely.”  (James 1:2 The Message)

 

5 thoughts on “It ain’t over yet.

  1. Such a great post! You are a wise woman. I noticed the moon last night and this morning too… the heavens declare the glory of God. =) Love you!

  2. Oh how I would love to have been there with you too. In the days of such activities…I loved horseback riding in the moonlight, waterskiing on the lake or down the intercoastal waterway, or just walking on the beach, through the woods….why is the ‘moonlight’ so different? Only God could make something so beautiful, enjoyable and unexplainable! You did a beautiful job of relating your experience, Margaret. what a gift!

  3. Nice post! Don’t know if you’ve seem them, but I’ve been enjoying some car commercials on TV where the young adults think their parents are over the hill & living boring lives, but really the parents are out having a good time {in the advertised car, of course] while the KIDS are the ones sitting at home! I have several friends who are 25 to 30 years old than I am, but live very involved and active lives serving the Lord!