Still serving others

A rose bush grows in a small memorial garden just outside our dining room window. The buds and early blossoms are a vivid yellow. Then, as the rose opens into full bloom, the petals become a gentle pink. 

Finally the colour of the rose changes again – this time to a pure white. Right up to the moment the petals fall, the rose radiates fragrance and beauty. As I marvel at this wonder of nature, I am aware of the parallel with my own life. Young and vigorous, I poured my energies into active ministry. Then, in middle age, my vigour was directed into richer but quieter expressions. 

Now I approach my closing years and am marked by white hair and fading energy. Yet, just as my rose radiates fragrance and beauty until the end, so, too, does my life. In my 82nd year, my physical drive and energy are limited. But God can still use my life to bless others through my prayers for those facing serious issues; my words of encouragement, guidance and support; my gifts of craftwork. Yes, I still have many ways in which  I can bless others and serve God.

Prayer: Dear Lord, enable us by your grace to love and serve one another. Amen