Not Finished Yet

The mirror tells a different story. Silver lines where youth once stood. The years have written on my face Everything life understood. My hands don't move quite like they used to. My steps aren't quite as fast. But I've learned some things are stronger Because they learn to last. I used to fear the passing seasons. Now I thank God for every one. These are not the end of my days. Just another chapter of grace. The Lord who's walked beside me here Will lead me all the way. I've buried dreams, I've buried sorrow. I've watched the years go by. But the same God who gave me morning Still paints the evening sky. My son has built a life of his own Now. My daughter found her wings to fly. And though this house is often quiet, Love never really dies. Laughter still lives in these halls. And memories still remain. And every season God has given Has never been in vain. The Bible says the righteous flourish Even in their later years. These are not the end of my days. Just another chapter of grace. Every scar became a lesson. Every tear has found its place. The road behind is filled with mercy. The road ahead is in His hands. And I'm still standing by His goodness Exactly where I am. Growing old is not a curse. It's proof that God has carried you All the way Here.