Stand up in the
presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God. I am
the Lord. Leviticus 19:32
Grey hair is a crown
of splendour. Proverbs 16:31
The righteous... will
still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green... Psalm
92:12-14
I preached recently in a
church where there were some interesting visitors in the congregation. There
were four of them, and they had the words “Street Pastors” emblazoned on their
tee-shirts.
I had been asked in advance
to give them a ten minute slot in the service, which I gladly did. One of them
spoke very simply about the work of Street Pastors; she encouraged us all to
support it - and to consider the possibility of getting actively involved in
it.
Just in case you don’t know,
Street Pastors is a Christian organisation which sends groups of volunteers out
into city centres at weekends to make contact with the drinkers and druggers
and clubbers. Their role is not out-and-out evangelism, but simply to be a
Christian presence. They offer practical support and help - bottles of water, safe
transport home perhaps, flip-flops for girls too drunk to walk in their high
heels. Advice too, of course, if appropriate. A listening ear. Friendship.
Though not personally
involved I have heard quite a bit about Street Pastors in recent years - and
all of it has been good. They operate in full partnership with local police and
other authorities, who gladly welcome their presence. Apparently it has a
significant effect in lowering crime rates and bringing some peace and calm to
situations that might otherwise get out of control.
So it was good to meet this
little team.
But what particularly struck
me - and the main reason for writing this blog - is that they were all... well,
let’s not mince words, quite old. (One
of them eighty-four, in fact.)
You might think this kind of
ministry would be best exercised by younger people, people of the same
generation as those they are wanting to help. In some places, for all I know,
that might in fact be the case. But my impression is that older people form a
real part of the backbone of Street Pastors. How refreshing is that!
We live, those of us at
least in the western world, in a society that tends to dismiss and even mock
the elderly: a society fixated on youth and glamour.
This is a total contrast to
attitudes we find in the Bible - just take another look at the verses I have
quoted. They prompt me to make two very simple pleas.
First, a plea to younger
people: Don’t write off the old.
True, wisdom doesn’t come automatically with age - old people can be stubborn, stupid and
infuriating (like members of any other generation). But the Bible makes clear
that old people may still have much to offer. Just a couple of examples...
King Solomon’s successor,
his son Rehoboam, got his reign off to a disastrous start by ignoring the
wisdom of the grey-heads in the royal court. He sowed seeds of division in the
nation which was never healed (1 Kings 12).
Luke’s Gospel introduces us
to a quartet of deeply godly old people right at the beginning of the story of
Jesus: Zechariah and Elizabeth, the parents of John the Baptist; and Simeon and
Anna (not a couple), who greeted the new-born Jesus in the Jerusalem temple
(Luke 1 and 2).
To ignore the wisdom of the
old is not only disrespectful, but it is also to do yourself harm: you need that wisdom for your own growth and flourishing.
Ignore it at your peril.
Second, a plea to the old: Don’t
write yourself off.
It’s easy to fall in with
the mockery of the young and start believing that you’re past your use-by date.
But this is a big mistake. That verse from Psalm 92 is worth soaking up: you can “still bear fruit in old age”; you can “still stay fresh and green.”
You don’t have to volunteer
as a street pastor to prove this in your own life, though that could be right
for you. The fact is that ordinary, routine life affords opportunities to let
the light of Jesus shine. None of this “Oh, I’ve had my day” or “I’ve got
nothing to offer” nonsense, please!
After the service I spoke to
another lady in that congregation. She was ninety-seven, and still going
strong. We agreed that as long as God gives you another day of life, he
has a use for you.
Yes? Believe it!
Lord, help me to
cheerfully enjoy and serve you every day, whether I am a new-born baby in
Christ or a grizzled veteran with the battle-scars of many years. Amen.