If we had a gold mine we would probably attempt to dig up all the gold we could find – and pretty much all of our energy, time and resources would go into this endeavor. Two things happen further down the line: besides adding gold to our bank account, at some point the mine will stop producing. We dig up all the gold there is, and then we face the fact that our digging days are over; we’re now officially owners of an old mine.
It’s not so far-fetched to think of us as gold miners. The gold that each one of us has to discover and dig up is our talent. Some very prominent gold miners have been digging quite successfully, others maybe thinking they have missed the boat, still others don’t see their value at all and throw their lives into a trash bin.
We tend to think that successful miners are the epitome of a “dream come true”. Isn’t it great to be successful? Yes, it’s awesome when that happens, but success will quickly deflate in our eyes if this is all there is. All gold mines stop producing, it’s just a matter of time – and where does this leave us? How would we feel if tomorrow we get diagnosed with a debilitating disease? Just because our productive days are over, does that mean our valuable days are too?
The problem is, we all have a debilitating disease in our DNA – this is no intention to sound gloomy, but truth of the matter is: death is in everybody’s DNA. We either die young, or, if we are blessed with a long life, we get to experience the various stages of aging.
Bette Davis once said: “Old age is no place for sissies” and whoever gets to this place will probably agree; however, old age also reveals where our hopes and dreams lie. We will quickly run out of steam if our excitement is solely based on our physical appearance. Whether it’s our brains we bank on or our athleticism, our bodies are bound to change; and if we think our capabilities and attributes are the things that define us, then aging will bother us to no end.
What gets us excited and what gets us out of bed in the morning is where our roots go: Jeremiah compares people who trust in God with trees planted alongside a river, a river that never runs dry! Even though we change, the Lord does not change. He remains the strong rock we rely on. As a matter of fact, the longer we walk with Him and especially as our steps begin to falter, we realize the gold we struck in the Almighty. In His eyes our value does not go up and down like the New York stock market. We’re always cherished and valuable to Him. God does not love us any more when we’re strong and successful, and He does not love us any less as we get weak and our faculties fail. He loves us, frailties and all. This is priceless! I hope we all experience His tender love because God really is our die-hard fan; He is the source of our eternal hope, the center of our life and well-being, not to mention the center of the universe!