Fancy-Schmancy Walkers © by Barb Witt

Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. (2 Corinthians 4:16 NASB)

Oh, how she hated this walker.

“Fancy-schmancy my foot,” Edna muttered as she scooted down the hall pushing her wheeled walker embellished with a seat and a horn. “I’d rather have my own two legs without any help. I hate getting older.” She continued to mutter as she headed to the cafeteria for breakfast and then to morning Bible Study with a group of her friends.

As she walked into the room for Bible Study, Edna waved at her friends Bonnie and Caroline. Edna looked around the room saw someone she hadn’t seen in quite a while. Josie had come to Bible Study. Oh, it was so nice to see her again. But Josie was in a wheelchair. And she had an oxygen tank attached to her chair. She seemed to be having trouble breathing.

When Josie turned, she lit up like a Christmas tree. She smiled the biggest smile and said, “Hello, my friend. I’m so happy to see you.”

Edna toddled over as fast as she could and gave her friend a hug. “Oh, Josie! What happened to you?” she asked with a tear in her eye.

“Well, you know, we’re all getting older, aren’t we?” Josie answered, a tear in her own eye.

“I hate it, don’t you?” Edna inquired.

“Well now, these bodies are frail. They only last so long. But my mind is clear and I’m here to praise my Lord above. If it weren’t for Him, I’d have no hope. I can fill my mind with His praises and He fills my heart and soul with amazing joy. So, no, I don’t mind getting older, because I know I’m that much closer to going to my eternal home, and I can’t wait. ” She smiled, and her eyes sparkled like Edna had never seen.

“I’ve never thought about it like that before,” Edna said, wrapping her mind around what Josie had said. “You’re right. This body is only temporary. My true home is in heaven.” Edna smiled as it finally sank in and she hugged her friend as tight as she dared and said, “Thank you, my friend, for opening my eyes to the truth. This world is not my home, I’m just passing through, as the old hymn says.” They sat together through the Bible Study and praised their Lord above with joy in their hearts.

And now we pray…

Dear Lord, thank You for the hope You give us. This world is truly not our home, our home is with You in Your kingdom. Help us get through this life as best we can and praise You along the way. Help us to spread Your hope to all we know. Thank you Lord, for everything.

In Jesus’ name we pray, AMEN!

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.