My prayer for today from Psalm 92:12-15 is that I may continue to be fruitful in these years of my "old age" (which at 73 I believe I am entitled to claim, though I am not so sure about claiming to be one of the righteous).
The righteous flourish like the palm tree, and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. They are planted in the house of the Lord; they flourish in the courts of our God. In old age they still produce fruit; they are always green and full of sap, showing that the Lord is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Maybe my grandchildren would say I am "full of sap."
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