For the past ten years Rich and Charlie Resources has bannered itself as an “An Encouraging Word For All Who Serve”. That’s a lot of folks, too many actually. So we have limited our chunk of “all who serve” to parents, pastors/teachers and/or parish leaders. That’s still a lot of people.
It’s not that we don’t care about others. At various times Rich I have been “others” by serving as national/regional church body officials, institutional executives and we’ve even dabbled a bit in academia. Those activities and those who fill them are all valuable and important but we decided to zero in on chosen trio be they female or male, young or old, clergy or lay. Now, on the edge of my 90s, I want to add to our bannered purpose an accent on the Super Senior segment of life for those who live as long as Rich, me and a growing number of older guys and gals.
A year ago my December JUST WATCHING featured two items related to our publishing concern. One of them was a remembrance of a very uncommon “common” person, Nancy Starck. Today, no longer with us, she rests in His peace. The world is poorer for her passing. Many were touched by my report on her life. They told me so.
The other item I wrote about in that issue was not about a person, but a piece of art, an engraving by Cranach of a16th century family doing their Christmas. Even though it was a detailed snapshot of life 400 years ago it had the feel of the 20th century family Christmases I experienced as a child in Wichita, Kansas during the 1930s.
I featured those two items in JW a year ago because in my opinion, there was nothing then (or now) better in this world than having a Christian friend like Nancy nor experiencing Christmas in a Christian family like the one with which I was blessed as a child. Both had a “heaven on earth” feel that in liturgical language has been described as a “fore taste of things to come”.
As a Super Senior (remember last month’s JW introduction of that term?), I am a year older than when I wrote about the wonder of Christian family ala Cranach and the joy of having a Christian friend ala Nancy. A lot has changed for me as I moved another year’s march nearer Jerusalem the Golden. During the year, the roll call of those that have reached our common goal has gotten larger while the circle of Christian families and friends, who remain with me on earth, though still unbroken, has not only gotten smaller but has changed in significant ways. From now on I intend to write more about what has happened in my Super Senior world (and yours?) as I work through the wonder and mystery of exploring its unique and previously unrecognized aspects.
Do I need to remind both you and me that the Super in Super Senior is not a quality measurement, (I’m not better or more valuable than anything else on earth), but is a kind of a tag marking my chronological niche in a changing world where people not only live longer than ever before but are living longer, longer? Ours is not-your-grandpa’s-world, a fact that any who is still in motion past their eightieth birthday needs to recognize or they will be and remain out of step with life.
As an illustration of Super Senior change, Audrey and my world keeps getting more multi-generationally complicated. We have children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, all of whom simultaneously attend one of our family gatherings. When someone says, “Dad…”, three of us (me, my son and my grown grandson) all look up at the same time thinking someone is calling them. Today it’s usually not me who is wanted, nor whose answer to a question is desired, nor whose opinion on a topic is sought. As a matter of face I increasingly don’t understand pan generational concerns today and couldn’t give a useful answer if they wanted me to. At family gatherings in 2018, generations can live in different worlds. They can even try to communicate in different languages stemming from different experiences and different outlooks on life. Sometime I don’t understand them even as they can have a hard time understanding Super Senior me. When asked as a great grandpa to attend the birthday party of a three year old great grandchild they don’t think about my inner question, “Are there steps involved?” Steps are a casual concern for my nimble descendants, but for me with my neuropathy and cumbersome walker it can be downright scary. In responding to them I want to not only acknowledge their invitation with appreciation but also help them begin to see that one day they will be dealing with the challenges that come with the Super Senior life. I want to do this without coming off as a self-centered, grumpy, old Crocker well past his prime.
Rich and I want to help people nearing or in the Super Senior world. With few experienced guides to show them the way, today’s Super Seniors need a kind of 21st century Yellow Brick Road TripTik so they can live the Super Senior life to its fullest. Yesterday’s guidance doesn’t always help much. Our ancestors didn’t deal with such a high volume of rapid change compressed into their lifetime as we do. Not only did change happen more slowly then but life expectancy was lower. Change was happening, of course, but at a different pace. Not so today. There’s no way to stop the world so that we can get off.
However, guided by God’s Word and surrounded with help from other of God’s people of the past came at life the best way they could. They adopted for themselves and then put into personal practice God’s plan for living effective lives no matter their age or the era in which they lived. As the Spirit moved them, and as best they could, they dealt with their world and with one another in ways that reflected the love with which the Father dealt with them most clearly: in the redemptive life, death resurrection and ascension of Jesus, His Son and our Savior. In the future as God gives it to me I want to share what I see of love at work in my Super Senior world. While I still intend to hew to R and C Resources’ initial aim of providing encouragement for all who serve, I will have a special concern for those who are doing their serving as Super Seniors – and would you believe it – beyond.
In the process I’ll try to weave into my writing a running report of how Audie and I are dealing with our own Super Senior life at Windsor Park (130 Windsor Park Drive C304, Carol Stream, IL 60188). Lots of excitement. Lots of change. Lots of fun.
While we have the same e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org there is a new land line 1-630-933-9495. I’d give you my cell phone number, too, except I have a hard time remembering where I leave it and even when I know its location I often don’t get there in time to answer. Besides, I’m never quite sure of my cell phone number since I seldom call me. Oh, the joys of nearing 90 as a Super Senior, and of getting ready for another old fashioned Cranach-style Christmas.
May yours be as blessed as I am sure ours will once again be marked by fun, family and a living faith.