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January 01, 2015 0 0

Ecclesiastes 12:1-7

1 Remember your Creator
    in the days of your youth,
before the days of trouble come
    and the years approach when you will say,
    ‘I find no pleasure in them’–
2 before the sun and the light
    and the moon and the stars grow dark,
    and the clouds return after the rain;
3 when the keepers of the house tremble,
    and the strong men stoop,
when the grinders cease because they are few,
    and those looking through the windows grow dim;
4 when the doors to the street are closed
    and the sound of grinding fades;
when people rise up at the sound of birds,
    but all their songs grow faint;
5 when people are afraid of heights
    and of dangers in the streets;
when the almond tree blossoms
    and the grasshopper drags itself along
    and desire no longer is stirred.
Then people go to their eternal home
    and mourners go about the streets.

6 Remember him – before the silver cord is severed,
    and the golden bowl is broken;
before the pitcher is shattered at the spring,
    and the wheel broken at the well,
7 and the dust returns to the ground it came from,
    and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

God, my strength, my Saviour
come save me, set me free,
God, my hope, my Deliverer
lift me up, put a new heart in me. 

Lord, I can’t stand it!
Another year drags in and I have had enough.
Why have I lived so long?
Why will you not release me?
Why must I linger here?
Where is the joy of my youth?
Where are the pleasures I once knew?
Here I sit, day after day in “God’s Waiting Room”.
Well, have you forgotten me?
I wouldn’t mind so much if I could walk without help,
if I didn’t need these girls to do everything for me,
if there was some dignity in it all.
But here I sit with nothing left,
and an empty heart.
Lord, remember me.

My Child,
I rejoice in you, you are beloved.
You and I have walked together all these years
and never left each others’ side.
You and I have shared so much 
and there has been great joy and happiness in our walk,
alongside the sadness and the woes,
but we have come through it all – together.
Walk with me a little longer and I will bring you home,
share my joy with those around you,
pass on all you know, all that is dear,
and you will find peace.