I meditated upon the fact that I had lived longer than Jesus. Thank you, Lord. You have given me more years than your only begotten Son. When our first son, Isaac, was born in 1975, I remarked that in the year 2000, he would be 25 and I would turn 50. It seemed like futuristic science fiction.
Science fiction becomes fact in time.
Fifty is distinguished, like gray hair. A nice respectable age. Old people think I am young, and young people think I am old. The best is yet to come. Life begins at Fifty, the birthday card said.