​The word slammed into me like a ton of bricks.

I knew both of my grandmothers had had it, so hereditary was not on my side. I also knew that one out of every two women over fifty was likely to get it, so age was not on my side. BUT, I thought my active lifestyle, my pretty healthy diet, my optimism, and my love of ice cream (calcium you know) would all tip the scales in my favor, and I would escape the dreaded diagnosis.

No such luck. The calcium had been slipping away over the years and my bones were becoming . . . well, as the word implies . . . more porous . . . therefore, more fragile.

Many of us, if we are not careful, can suffer from spiritual osteoporosis, a silent and insidious degeneration of our spiritual bone strength. It’s easy enough. We start with good intentions—daily devotion, prayer time, accountability partner, weekly corporate worship with fellow believers. But sometimes, over time, those begin to fade from our practice, or–– perhaps all of those stay in place –– but our hearts and minds slowly drift away, and though we optimistically think we are still taking care of our spiritual frame, bit by bit, little by little, its strength is being diminished.

Fortunately, osteoporosis is not a death sentence but an abrupt wake-up call. Pay attention, put the proper measures in place, and be vigilant and persistent. The bones can be strengthened and a healthy and active life maintained. But it took a scan to look into the secrets of my bones to see the danger.

Likewise, often the slow deterioration of our spiritual life is a secret to us and must be disclosed by another source: the quick, powerful, and sharp Word of God, the convicting presence of the Holy Spirit, or the admonition of a Christian brother or sister.

Though our first response might be denial or even anger, the appropriate response is to take it for what it is––a warning, a wake-up call, a chance to right the ship, to reinstate what is missing, and then to be vigilant and persistent. Then once again, we can enjoy a healthy and active spiritual life.

I have yet another confession to make. I love period-piece miniseries and movies––especially the Victorian era, though I must admit I am drawn more to the posh than the poor. Boring though it may seem, I especially love the evening scenes when they all convene in the drawing room, to read, play whist, take a turn about the room, or listen to someone play the piano.

Recently, I had a somewhat similar experience. No, it was not a grand drawing room, and it wasn’t filled with well-heeled gentlemen and ladies, nor was their a game of whist taking place. BUT, there was a piano and a most amazing young talent, Talon Smith, who performed for about twenty of us in the living room of a very middle-class patron.



As of this writing, Talon is on his way to Warsaw, Poland, to compete in the preliminary rounds of the International Chopin competition. According to the Chopin 2020 competition website, (https://www.chopin.org/2020-competition) Talon was a finalist last year and earned the right to go to Warsaw in April, but then had it put on hold for a year because of Covid. He is an amazing young talent, among what looks to be a slew of talented young musicians, and I was again reminded of all the beauty, talent, diversity, and individuality that God creates.

The beauty of music and the musicians who play it. The beauty of paintings and the artists who create them. The beauty of words, of furniture, of architecture and those who conceive, build, and envision them.

I am struck by the ability of those who heal the human body, those who can fathom the workings of the internet and its technology, and those who can wire my house and fix my plumbing.

And I am in awe at how very different each and every one of us is in looks, thoughts, and talents. There is a lot of talk . . . an inordinate amount of talk . . . about diversity these days. Yes, in this broken world there are cultural and ethnic inequalities that need, and will always need, to be addressed, but I think we should appreciate diversity the way God intended us to . . . as unique individuals, each with something valuable to offer––ourselves included.

Sometimes I think we forget David’s observations in Psalm 139:13-16:

“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. . . .Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.”

I may not be able to play a Chopin Nocturne or draw a straight line or fix my own heater, but I can appreciate those who can, and I can thank and praise God for the unique talents and opportunities He has created and selected just for me and for others. I think we all can.

Photo taken from Chopin.org

I am by no means a biblical scholar, especially in the area of prophecy, but I am told to be aware of the signs of the end times so as to not be deceived (Matthew 24:4).

And although no one knows the hour or the day of Christ’s return (Matt. 24:36-41; I Thes. 5:1-3; 2 Peters 3:10; Rev. 3:3), we always have to remember that each passing day brings his return closer. Yes, I realize I am being Captain Obvious here, but a few things have happened and are happening to ever remind us that that day is getting closer and closer.

“For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever” (I Thes.  4:16-18).

First of all, I am a believer of a pre-tribulation rapture, that God will remove his church before the tribulation begins, saving his followers from the wrath to come. So the question that is always on one’s mind is—how will the world explain away the disappearance of so many people from the earth? (Hopefully, it will be a lot of people.) Good question.

One theory has always been an alien abduction. Yeah right. Like who would believe that? However, UFOs are suddenly back in the news and now with the government’s willingness to share information that they had previously held close to the vest. (See article from the NY Times below if you are interested.) So could alien abduction be plausible to many in the future? Perhaps.

Once the church is raptured, so much more is to happen, too much to discuss here, but these past years have marched us ever closer to social acceptance of the mark of the beast.

“And he causes all, the small and the great, and the rich and the poor, and the free men and the slaves, to be given a mark on their right hand or on their forehead, and he provides that no one will be able to buy or to sell, except the one who has the mark, either the name of the beast or the number of his name” (Revelation 13:16-17).

The technology is already in place; some businesses have already experimented with allowing their coworkers to opt for a chip (in one of those two locations) to purchase in-company; and just this past year, when the mask mandates were being lifted for those vaccinated, one official, when asked how one would know if the person walking through the door was vaccinated, innocently replied something like, “You wouldn’t unless it was marked on their forehead.”

There are many other events, attitudes, and changes in social norms that prove we are hurtling toward those final events which are primarily mentioned in Daniel and Revelation.

For the Christian this can be disheartening, exciting, and mobilizing. Disheartening to see the world moving away from God at an alarming speed; exciting in that the rapture of the church is imminent; but mobilizing in that non-believers will have to live through the tribulation. It is, therefore, important that we share the good news of God’s salvation and rescue now more than ever.

www.nytimes.com/2021/06/03/us/ufos-report.html

Okay. I admit it. I’m getting old–er.

There is a lot of evidence for this besides the calendar. I have more little (and big) aches and pains. I can now pull my back out of alignment by just getting out of bed. My stamina isn’t quite what it used to be. Believe it or not, I get full faster. (I think that should be chalked up as a blessing.) I could list some others but they probably are best left unsaid. But the one that surprises me the most, is my response to heat.


I grew up in heat. The Central Valley is not known for its mild summer climate, and summer tennis programs were run at all times of the day. For some reason the heat didn’t bother me then . . . or in college . . . or even as a young adult. I could play at any time of the day.

I still live in a warm (a Central Valley euphemism for blazing hot) area, but I have discovered my outdoor activity is now reserved for the morning or evenings, and even then, once done, I am wiped out.

Age does that to a person. Though we can still be active, age causes us to modify our activity, reassess our abilities, and seek new challenges. What it doesn’t do, however, is make us unnecessary or useless or forgotten.

A lot of times when we reach an age where we can’t do what we used to do or still want to do, we are afraid we will be deemed useless. Even the Psalmist was afraid of such a thing and begged God to “not cast me off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength is spent” (Psalm 71:9).

But we are remembered and we are told to value our gray hair as it is “a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life” (Proverbs 16:31), and because of that we have something unique to offer that only comes with age. “Wisdom is with the aged, and understanding in length of days” (Job 12:12).

And so even if our activities have changed over the years, we are reminded that we still have value. We are still important in God’s work: “They [the righteous] still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green (Psalm 92:14).

Yes it is true that  “The glory of young men is their strength,” but it is also true that “the splendor of old men is their gray hair” (Proverbs 20:29). In fact, the first part of Titus 2 is Paul instructing Titus about how important the behavior of the older men and women is, for they are to be examples and mentors for younger men and women.

Some of us, like Moses, will live lives full of health and vigor right up to the day God calls us home (Deuteronomy 34:7). Others of us will feel the weight of the years and be physically slowed in our final days.

Regardless, God knows us, remembers us, and wants to still use us just as we are until he takes us home.