
I heard it as soon as I walked in from the garage: “chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp.”
Thinking it was time to replace a smoke alarm battery, or something similar, I walked around the house, listening.
Every minute or so the sound returned, “chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp.”
Where was it coming from?!
Finally, I found the culprit—a carbon monoxide alarm in the master bedroom. I promptly replaced the battery; problem solved.
Twenty minutes later: “chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp.”
Ok, this was starting to annoy me.😵💫
I opened the back of the alarm to check the battery. It was installed correctly. Putting the cover back on I noticed an alarm guide. Written in mice type, there it was: “5 chirps per minute – end of life- replace alarm.”
I didn’t know such things had an expiration date.
Which leads me to a deeply philosophical question, “Do people have a shelf life?”
Will I wake up one morning, look in the bathroom mirror, and hear “chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp?”
Go back to bed, dude. You’re done.
Seriously, middle-age, and beyond, brings mixed emotions. Satisfaction mingles with regret. And the thoughts of the day are:
“Have I conducted myself in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ?” Philippians 1:27 (NIV)
“Have I lived a life (thus far) that is worthy of the calling I have received?” Ephesians 4:1 (NIV)
God knows.
In the meantime, here’s a prayer for both of us:
Since my youth O God, you have taught me, and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds. Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, till I declare your power to the next generation, your might to all who are to come.
Psalm 71:17-18 (NIV)
Kind reader, what are your thoughts on growing older in the Lord? Please share your unique and valuable perspective.
Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️
Oh, and let’s see what Rainer over at The Devotional Guy has to say on the topic of aging and faith. What’s your word, my brother?

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