When did I go from being the “energizer bunny,” working a job, pastoring a church, running around all the time to do things for others … when did I go from that to being “the most vulnerable of our society?”
I laughed at a meme on Facebook that said something like “when you are thinking about caring for the elderly and then you realize you are the elderly.”
At 73, during a COVID-19 crisis, I am the most vulnerable. Vulnerable as applied to me means age, two auto-immune diseases, medication that lowers resistance to infection, and now Type A blood. (It’s been discovered, apparently, that Type O blood is more resistant to COVID-19 and Type A more susceptible.) And the hits just keep on coming.
Well, society has labeled me “the most vulnerable” but I sure don’t feel that way, and I don’t see myself that way. Inside I’m 35. I don’t like retirement or sitting around. I have no plans to while away my “latter years” doing nothing. Why?
The LORD’s return could be any day now and there is still too much to do before His Second Coming. Honestly, I don’t believe in “The Rapture” but I am sure looking forward to the LORD’s Return to re-claim this earth as the Kingdom of God Omnipotent. I want to be ready; I want others to be ready, I want all to come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
The time is short. We just may be in the precursor of the tribulation Jesus described in Matthew 24. When I see my Savior’s face, I want to hear, “Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things.” [Matt 25:21 NIV]
So yes, society you may go ahead label me The Most Vulnerable. But I hope my God sees me as A Mighty Warrior for Him. And His opinion is the only one that matters!
