Just turned 64 a couple of days ago.
And the song by the Beatles came to mind. The refrain goes:
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four
I have wondered if this song truly describes how a 64 year old would act – that of wanting to be needed and needing to be fed.
I strongly feel any person aged 64 is hardly any where near the pathetic, helpless and decrepit state.
No doubt my hair may be a little silver, my knees a lot weaker and my steps not as brisk. Yet I hardly feel it is time to take things slower, do less and let others “feed” you.
As a runner who had participated in many races, I learned the joy and gratification of finishing strong. When you reach the final stretch of the race, you pick up your pace and push a little harder to end the race well.
As I contemplate what would constitute meaning and direction in age 64, I was drawn to Acts 6:4.
“Give our attention to prayer and the ministry of the word” (Acts 6:4.)
I made that my focus at the dawn of this New Year. The temptation is becoming laid back at the “table” of waiting to be served and taking life easy. The lure is joining others who have retired to a life of travel and leisure.
For me, life at age 64 is Acts 6:4.
Two persons inspired me in that regard.
One is the late Rev Ong Chaik Ghee who in the last lap of his life was curled up in his skeletal state on his bed. One day when a church member came to visit him, he was praying inaudibly. As the member leaned closer, he was amazed to hear him praying, “Praise the Lord.”
The other person is the late Dr Benjamin Chew. At the closing moments of his life on the hospital bed, his son, Dr Jimmy Chew heard his father quoting scriptures.
To act my age at 64 is Acts 6:4.