“I am this day fourscore and five years old. As yet I am as strong this day as I was in the day that Moses sent me: as my strength was then, even so is my strength now, for war, both to go out, and to come in. Now therefore give me this mountain, whereof the LORD spake in that day; for thou heardest in that day how the Anakims were there, and that the cities were great and fenced: if so be the LORD will be with me, then I shall be able to drive them out, as the LORD said. And Joshua blessed him, and gave unto Caleb the son of Jephunneh Hebron for an inheritance. Hebron therefore became the inheritance of Caleb…because that he wholly followed the LORD God of Israel.”~ Josh. 14:11-14
I just recently passed the 87 year old mark in life. I do not know how old I’ll be when I pick-up (not pack-up) my empty suitcase to go home. But I do have one thing I’d like to leave my grandchildren. And that is, the memory that their Papaw never let his spirit get old with his body. I want them to say one to another at family gatherings, “Pap robbed us of enjoying him getting old.”
Caleb has always been my favorite Old Testament character. He soared like an eagle in his youth
; he ran without growing weary in
mid-life
; and when
aged
, he walked without fainting. In fact, it was in his advanced years he did his greatest work! At eighty-five he was still claiming God’s promises,
“Give me this mountain,”
says he to his old friend, Joshua. When young, he
stood
alone; in old-age he
climbs
alone.
May God help me to die climbing!