When you get older life brings you a new type of joy. The things you do are much more different. People watching really does become a sport. Competitions consist of spotting the nicest lawns or the most well placed trees.
Soem days are spent with unnecessarily bundling up while others are hot flash attacks. Life is just different. And the older I get, the more I learn how to appreciate what makes life beautiful and different.
The older I get the more fun giving becomes. The older I get the less TV and games are appealing. And along with age comes a desire to sit quietly with a good book.
Not that these things haven’t been parts of my personality anyway, but it’s as if age has enhanced them.
I like growing older. It just doesn’t bother me. I’m appreciative that God allows me to grow older in age and wisdom. That’s why I’m always intentional about celebrating birthdays.
And as I sat watching people shop briefly, reality set in. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with shopping for people. After all, how often do we intentionally spend money and time on or with other people outside of this season?
But the question I’ve had is why is this so? Why do November and December make us so much more intentional when we can be year-round? So what I hope to see change is the attitude and amount of giving for my family and I.
What I hope for as I grow older isn’t the perfect gift. It’s not the perfect meal or even the perfect time. It’s that mine and our giving wouldn’t be at its peak just because it’s December, but that it’s always at its peak because God loves the cheerful giver.
2 Corinthians 9:6-7 New Living Translation (NLT) Remember this—a farmer who plants only a few seeds will get a small crop. But the one who plants generously will get a generous crop. You must each decide in your heart how much to give. And don’t give reluctantly or in response to pressure. “For God loves a person who gives cheerfully.”