"Don't Get Old."

I've heard a lot of people say that and people often quip back, "Well it beats the alternative!"  But I am not one to agree so readily.  I know, for sure, that after this earthly life, there is an Eternal one.  And I know it is going to be incredible and I know I will be there, thanks to the Blood of Jesus and His Love. So I am not one bit afraid to die.  Much like the Apostle Paul, I have struggled and wanted to go Home now!  But I know it isn't my time.
Having my father in a nursing home has been tough on my mother and me and more so on him.  He is very depressed, even though the care is wonderful and he himself admits that.  Tonight he told us that he just can't believe his life has come to this, seemingly so quickly.  My father has recently begun to pray and believe in Christ and I plan to ask him if he would like me to baptize him.  I pray he will say yes.
Today there was a good little editorial in the Post Gazette about the scare-factor of getting old.  The writer concludes that he would rather get old than die young.  I can't say that I agree with him on that, but I know that when God decides my time on earth is through, that will be when I will return to Him, and not any sooner.
Not sure why I felt compelled to write this now, I just did.