My fiance took me to the Indianapolis Children’s Museum just a few weeks ago for what he called a “play-date.” I very much enjoyed myself and felt like a kid again.
There was one portion of the museum dedicated to children who changed history and I wanted to take a quick look. The wing featured Anne Frank, Ruby Bridges, and another boy named Ryan White. The museum had set up displays about the children: they had built Ruby’s classroom, and Anne’s kitchen, and Ryan’s bedroom.
But when I came to his display, I froze and suddenly didn’t feel like a kid anymore.
He had been born in the early 70’s, and the museum built his room around the time he was a teenager. His room was covered in 80’s themed posters, action figures, and comic books. What shocked me what his room looked exactly like some of my older cousins’ rooms I saw growing up. I thought, wait, this kind of thing shouldn’t be in a museum yet!
For the rest of the day, I wrestled with the fact I was aging. Most the of things I grow up with will be in a museum at some point. I didn’t want to believe it. No! I’m too young to be old!
But I was also comforted when I was reminded about something that will never age; God and his love. Psalm 100:5 puts it aptly, “For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations” (NIV).
Even when I’m feeling down because I’m getting older along with the things I love, I know God is everlasting; he won’t grow old and wither away. His love never ages.
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