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are you too old?

I remember once in high school and older college aged guy asking me, a freshman, out on a date.  I was like – really?  Although I was flattered, he was way too old for me!  I was a freshman in high school and he was a junior in college and we hadn’t ever met before.  It was awkward.  He said something to me thought that made me think- he said “what is age, it is just a bunch of numbers added up to mean nothing”.  Although I didn’t go out with him, and thought that he was really weird for being so old and hanging out at a high school (he was friends with the seniors who were freshmen when he was a senior in high school), it really has stuck with me.

I heard someone say the other day that they were settled and too old to be called into ministry.  Ummmm… it doesn’t work that way.  First off, this person was around my age, so around the 30 mark, definitely not too old.  Secondly, Jesus’ ministry didn’t start until he was 30!!!!  Luke 3:23: “Now Jesus himself was about thirty years old when he began his ministry…”

Abraham started following God when he was 75 years old- Genesis 12:4 “So Abram left, as the Lord had told him; and Lot went with him.  Abram was seventy-five years old when he set out from Haran.”

Moses was 80 – see Acts 7:23-32…

Noah was AT LEAST 500 (not a typo!) when he built the ark for the Lord- Genesis 5:32 “After Noah was 500 years old, he because the father of Shem, Ham and Japeth.”

A lot of people have given the excuse that life expectancy back then was different than it is now, but still 80 years old is still 80 years old!  There is no excuse- if you are called!  GO!!!!

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