I can’t speak for you but I know that I have sometimes wished “it wasn’t to late to do . . . ” fill in the blank. Gosh, how many times I “got smart too late.” There is good reason for the cliché about hindsight being 20-20. It is for that reason I was struck by a quote I read earlier:
It is never too late to be what you might have been. – George Eliot –
As I read this quote I thought of an example of “never too late” one of my priests mentioned in a sermon. It seems a lady in her 80s decided to surrender to the Lord and follow Him in her life. Many may think “at that age?” but as I recall He used her and many were blessed. “Never too late.”
Author Margaret Mitchell penned “Gone With The Wind” simply to fill time while she recovered from an injury which was slow to heal. She’d never written a book. She needed something to do to occupy her time. The rest, as they say, is history. It was the only book she ever had published in her lifetime. “Never too late.”
I rea a book once in which a testimony was shared by a man who’d lived a life which . . . well, it was filled with dishonesty and abuse of others for his personal gain, damaged relationships with wife and family . . . it was well beyond the traditional age of retirement when he became a Christian and turned his life around seeking the Lord’s will for everything he did in his remaining days. He died surrounded by loving friends and family and having been a vessel of blessing to many folks who were inspired to give their lives to Christ by his example. “Never too late.”
As I write this, I can think of many who’ve embarked on new lives which surprised their families and friends. Some were young and chose a path which wasn’t what “everyone” expected but which was their passion and true purpose in life. Others, having spend “a lifetime” rushing and stressed and focused on secular and societal values, changed their approach, their focus and their lives and felt like they’d been reborn! “Never too late.”
In Luke I:13 we read “But the angel said to him: “Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard. Your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you are to call him John.” We know from this familiar story that they were too old to have children, and had never been able to conceive. We know how the story ended. “Never too late.”
Many many people have been praying for me for a while now. Not sure what people really think is “going on” with me, but close to 5 years ago I got a chance to change my life and took it. Along the way, I found life changing in ways I never dreamed of. I also found scary “this wasn’t what I planned on” things happening like not finding a job, not having health insurance . . . but along the way vast blessings have come to me like an amazingly new and deep relationship with Jesus which to say the least makes any scary unexpected things SO WORTHWHILE. I have also recalled and begun to realize dreams I’d had many years ago which have become goals and which the Lord is blessing and using for His purposes in my life. “Never too late.”
It is amazing how easily we can live lives which are not what our true passion or purpose was ever meant to be. Bits and pieces of happiness can come but true and lasting joy comes when we go deep within ourselves and seek what “might have been.” As the quote above told us, it is never too late. For me, doing this meant giving my life totally to Christ and living His way. It meant doing what He leads me to. It’s not always an easy choice to make as I walk an unfamiliar path. It can upset those who are used to my life being more in tune with their own needs, and it sure is difficult to give up things I have always been certain I couldn’t live without to live an uncertain “wow, I wish I could” or “surely, it’s too late to do” sort of life.
Know what? My life would terrify a lot of folks, but I sleep better than I ever have, and smile more than I ever have. I feel more loved than I’ve ever felt. I am still learning how to live as my authentic self and am still learning how false the old message was . . . the one which still taunts me with “it’s too late for that.”
It’s never too late. Never!