It finally happened!

This week, I turned 65.

It doesn’t seem that long ago that I was 56.

I wonder if I make it to 75 will I feel the same way remembering 57?

Is this the kind of thing that old people ponder?

I have been saying for years that I am just a 25-year-old trapped in a senior adult body.

But if you are really as young as you feel ... I guess I really am 65!

How did the retirement age ever get to be 65?

It seems that Otto von Bismark of Germany came up with 65 as a good age to retire.

He introduced a social security system during the late 1800s.

It was the perfect political move — great PR, but wouldn’t cost much because the average German worker never reached 65!

In 1935, the United States did the same thing, offering retirement at age 65 when the average life expectancy in America was only 61.7 years.

But now the average life expectancy in America is in the upper 70s.

3,000 years ago, Psalm 90:10 stated that the life span for a man was 70 years, or if by strength 80 years.

It is amazing how accurate that verse is today.

I am not ready to think about retirement.

There is a saying that musicians never retire, they just go from bar to bar.

But maybe senior adult pastors never retire, they just take retired people on more bus tours!

Remember that God did not send Moses to lead the exodus until he was 80.

Nevertheless, I am thankful to be 65 — Medicare is now paying for my chiropractic visits!

Seriously, we have so many things to be thankful for in this life.

Savor each day and always look for the good.

Laugh every day if you can.

Or better yet, try to make someone else laugh every day.